Math Class

This one is definitely a loser. Bad subject, bad teacher, a ton of work. Mrs. Leesa was known across the whole school for how strict she was, and you were one of her favorite targets. It seemed like no matter what you did or how much you studied, it could never be enough to satisfy her. Her body wasn't all that but she wasn't hard to look at. She was blonde, on the younger side, and generally taken to be the hottest in the face. You would love her if she wasn't so damn mean. The one good thing about Math was that you had to sit next to Katie Johnson. The Johnsons lived on the street next to yours, and you used to be good friends with the son of the family, Greg. Katie was a little older than you and a bit of a butter-face, but she had one of the fattest asses of any of your classmates. You two were never friends but occasionally she would speak to you about how Greg was doing or to work on an assignment together.

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Mrs. Leesa: "Alright, cut the chatter. Have your homework out and on your desks, let's get a move on."

Everyone groans. You had actually remembered to do this assignment but whether or not you did well is entirely up to fate.

Mrs. Leesa: "Davenport, what is the matter with you?"

You: "Ma'am?"

Uh oh

Mrs. Leesa: "Did you do the entire homework in green pen?"

You: "I.. I did. I didn't have anything else to write with."

Mrs. Leesa: "Well that is frankly unacceptable. Automatic failure."

She doesn't even bother to take your homework up. Immediate 0 points. Shit. Why you?

Mrs. Leesa: "Let this be a lesson to the rest of you, use your brains. Never take anything for granted."

Some of the other students look at you with pity. Damn that woman. How can she keep getting away with this? It's not fair! She deserves to be fired, punished, maybe even jailed. You wish you could just grab her and fuck her face until she finally submits. That's what she really deserves.

Katie: "Hey, you ok?"

You: "Oh hey... yeah, it's alright. She always pulls something like this."

Katie: "Here, take this. We've got to watch our backs if we want to do good in this class haha."

She hands you a normal black pen.

You: "Thanks Katie. I appreciate it."

Katie: "It's no problem really. It'll go better next time."

Class proceeds. You and Katie chat a little more about old times before Mrs. Leesa chastises you for talking in her class. Nevertheless, some small success.

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The bell rings and everyone starts filing into the hallway. Next up is History.