"No, I'll be fine. It is just this one left." I say to Curry and Maverick. Sounds like I am trying to convince myself more than them. I had been incredibly lucky that we had the other eight classes together. Mrs Richardson or whatever she goes by now is a little stricter and disciplined than the other teachers.
I don't know if I still have that little favor of hers.
The small consoling aspect is that no one can outrightly misbehave in her classes without getting punished with detention. It does not matter to her whether they are privileged or scholarship students.
That's why she is the most hated teacher. But she is my favorite. She doesn't give a damn about power dynamics and worship money and status like the principal.
So they keep their picking on subtle during her class. I take a deep inhale and exhale as I enter the class. Mrs Richardson is not here yet. I should have waited until she showed up, but it is too late to try and come out now.
