The Lesson

The Meeting

Teachers gathered around the large table in the meeting room. Each seat had a treacher sat it apart from the principle's. Rachel Silver was a tall woman in her thirtys with long red hair. She'd never been late a meeting before, says miss Robinson who was seated next to him. After around ten minutes, Rachel burst into the room with red cheeks and was clearly out of breath.
"Sorry i'm late, just had to speak to a student." She apolagised.
"It's ok," Mackenzie stated, speaking for the entire room.
"No it's not, I should have been more professional." Rachel argued.
"Its really fine," said a teacher from across the table that Mackenzie hadn't bothered to learn the name of yet.
"Alright, lets get this meeting started," Rachel exclaimed.