Mrs. Michaels

Ms. Michaels is standing behind the podium with her legs crossed. That's of you think. Ms. Michaels is a 26 year old with short long blond hair wrapped back into a tight ponytail. She was has a slim body and was about 5 feet 6 inches. She was wearing a pair of tan kakies slim fitting to her round behind and a white button up blouse. She had a silver watch on with the date of her wedding in it she had gotten as a persent for said affair last summer. The crossing of her legs were not the part that Abigail found strange though. It was that she was very slowly rocking back and forth almost rhythmically. "I wonder what that's about." Abigail thought. "Ms. Brighton." Ms. Michales snarled. "This school and exspecally my class has a very strick no phone policy. Please put it away and see me after class." You put your phone in your pocket annoyed. Ms. Michales goes and sits in her chair while she continues talking. You notice that she keeps fidgeting and shifting positions. "She has to use the bathroom." You think as you realize this to be the cause of her strange behavior.