Pro-fessor Mia

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"I don't think so. You don't know half the stuff I went through in high school."

"O...kay, it isn't like we all haven't gone through that hellhole ourselves." Fergus shookhis head at me. Point taken, I might actually consider-

"I can't believe you still hold grudges over those weirdo bullies. I mean, I can understand how you might be able to call them Sirens, but I don't think all the boys were into those crap, right?"

Right. It isn't like any of the guys in my class told me that if they behaved nicely with me, they would piss off the Sirens and that they didn't want that. Oh wait, they all did.

I turned around to locate the harpy that said the monologue (which interrupted my thought process) (seriously, why do I have to have her in my class?). Whose name Marly kind of suited her harpy-like behavior. I love Marley and Me, but the difference in their spellings allow me to understand that SHE IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT from that lovely dog.

She was strutting towards me, wearing a smirk and an outfit that screamed rich girl slut. I'd rather not say half the stuff I think about that girl.

"Like remember, Kemmy, how that Bob had tried to bully me in front of the entire soccer team? We totally got back at him when I broke up with him in front of the entire school. After that he wouldn't dare bully pretty girls again. That's totally how you should have dealt with those girls you talk about."

Well, excuse me for having a conscience. And what does that mean- he wouldn't dare bully pretty girls again? What about other kinds of people? What about boys and non-pretty girls? Seriously, Marly? Should you be so-

"Hello, are you in there? Though I wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't really in there, if you know what I mean. Ha Ha Ha...", the she-demon's cackles shook me out of my stupor.

"Yeah, I was just thinking..." I replied with a rueful grin and noticing that the class was almost full, gently pushed Blair and Fergus towards their seats. The others also returned to theirs. I raised my voice to start off my lessons, "Our class for today consists of......"

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