Manic Monday

I sighed as I saw the clock and saw I would be late for my crappy teaching job. Damn.

It wasn't easy being a teacher when I'm only a few years older than most of my students. And today wouldn't be any easier considering the spirit didn't provide me with any panties and a short skirt. I groaned and got in my car, driving to the school.

I wasn't too late and I walked into my class and calmed down my students. They weren't too wild seeing as it was first period art. Most of my students were more academicly centered and they didn't cause much trouble aside from just getting off topic and talking amongst each other.