We all walked into reading class...or as those nerds call it "English learning arts!" like anyone doesn't just call it reading-but anyways when we got seated our teacher was calling attendance. She got to Philip's name and he was absent, again. "Does anyone know what happened to Philip?" she asked, and a drop of sweat dripped over my face. I'm still worried about him. Me and Dawn played on one of those unblocked games websites since we could use our chromebooks, and I know we were supposed to do work but I don't give a shit!

Then Becky walked over to me. "Oh hey, you should be doing your work! Don't want Mrs.Haley to send you to redirect!" Then I retorted with "Bitch, you literally have your phone out making instagram posts, you can shut up before I redirect you to the emergency room!" Everyone laughed, a few looked at me angrily, but mostly people laughed. Then the teacher walked over to me.

"Missy, you can't be saying those words. If you can't be nice to your classmates then you'll be sent to ISS." "Okay, fine. But you're gonna act like she doesn't torment me every day?" "She does what? Stop with the accusations." Oh my god. This bitch is so annoying I swear to god she's a white Starbucks girl who listens to Taylor Swift.

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