The sun was shining, the breeze was nice, and Miss Grimshaw was yelling.

"Sit still, you fool," Susan snapped, tightening her grip on your jaw. "Constantly wasting my time! I told you to look out for porcupines, did you listen? No! Now you have a body full of quills because you walk like a moron! You're fortunate none go into your face, you lucky fool," she continued.

Susan huffed, trying to pull out the quills out of your shoulder while also holding you still. It wasn't easy work, but she was used to that by now. That wasn't going to stop her from scolding you