The day started like any other.
The monotone rituals, routines, and outfits.
My class was going to be boring, I thought to myself as the kids started filing in. I looked at their faces, young and ignorant of the world around them. They were going to start high school with no knowledge of the real world or how to survive it.
That’s where I come in.
I am a middle school teacher with secrets that I love to share.
The bell rings with a high pitch to it.
The same old bell that rings when one is starting class.
I started explaining what we were going to do today and what the rules are. Kids object, not wanting to present in front of the whole class but I shake my head.
Kids these days, wanting nothing but to hide in the shadows and lurk where there is no attention given.
This was almost half of their grade.
They weren’t going to miss out on this.
There was no way.
Miss this and it will break your grade.
At least that’s what I thought when suddenly, a girl with a curly brown ponytail runs out of the class cupping her nose.
****** nose.
Well, I thought, this day was to be more exciting than I had previously thought.