Again. I lost count on how many times this hag has brought me to her office, all for smoking on school property or whatever. I sigh and spread my legs in the chair, the taste of the cigarette is still in my mouth as I stare her down. Our eyes keep contact in a tense silence before I speak.

“Are you gonna keep starin’ or are you gonna scold me like always?”

I roll my eyes at this lady. Teacher or not, I still hate her and she teaches my least favorite subject.