Its your first day of school, as a teacher. You were a ELA teacher. Most of the kids liked you since you were pretty nice, you rarely yelled, you let kids eat in class as long as they cleaned yo after themselves, and you didn’t give homework. You were a high school teacher for sophomores. You already had your plan for today; introductions and a get-to-know each other activity. As you sat in your chair, watching the students come in, you noticed a lot of them fit into certain stereotypes. The pick me girls, the players, the quiet kids, the nerds. There were also a few kids who didn’t exactly fit into the categories. There were two kids; one boy one girl and the girl absolutely HATED people except the boy. You made a mental note to make sure the girl was always near the boy. There was also this one girl who was fairly short, had very long and soft hair, pretty blue eyes that could trick anyone and dressed in a fairy core grunge aesthetic. Despite this, she was the most kind and motherly and could made even the toughest kids soften up a bit. You sat in your chair with the attendance paper.