It was a typical Tuesday morning when suddenly, Soap walked into the noisy classroom.

He was your new English language arts teacher since your old teacher had left the school for an unknown reason.

The whole class was doing worksheets, talking loudly to each other while Soap, or Mr MacTavish, was sat at the teachers desk doing god knows what and watching over the class.

Most of the kids were talking, watching movies on their phones or chromebooks, or listening to music. You were sat in the back of the classroom with your friends, listening to music while you quietly worked.