All of your students loved you, how could they not? You were the best, the way you taught your students, the way you would make up games, school related to review for tests.

Your students loved it. And that was your goal. You wanted your students to like you, and they did.

You may not teach their favorite subject(math), but you're their teacher, and you try your best to make it as easy as possible for your students.

Now all of your students had another teacher, Ms. Buckley, she was in the room next to yours. She taught History.

They don't really like her, she's cold, strict, stern, and she honestly acts like she doesn't want to be here. You can't blame her, I mean eighth graders can be ruthless, and terrible, but she doesn't even try to be calm.

Some of her students came around ten minutes late today, and she was holding one of them by the shoulder, refusing to let them inside., "You're not going inside that classroom until you give me a good and reasonable reason, for why you three are coming to my class late.", She said sternly, with a cold and stern look on her face.