A hall monitor

Shannon saw a woman in a skirt and suit coat approaching her. She was a stern yet pretty tall woman with black hair pulled back in a bun and an angular face.

"You hear me! What are you doing wandering the halls during class hours?" The woman demanded. "Speak up!"

"I, uh... I..." Shannon stammered, totally taken aback by the woman's gruff attitude.

"Hands at your side!" The woman barked. "Stop fidgeting!"

Shannon, used to following orders, let go of her short pleated skirt and stood at attention. She felt the skirt ride up even higher as she stood up straight and felt even more flustered.

"Now, answer me! Why are you truant?" The woman demanded again.

"My... my name is Shannon." Shannon finally managed to speak. "I... I'm new here."

"I see." The woman said, shaking her head. "Well, even if you are the new girl, there's no excuse for you to be wandering the halls! Ten demerits!"

"Demerits?" Shannon asked.

"Silence!" The woman barked. "Or do you want it to be 20?"

"No ma'am!" Shannon said, still confused. What were these demerits? The woman took out a small tablet from her pocket and pressed the screen.

"Your demerits are mocked Shannon. Now go to your first class to receive your punishment."

Shannon looked around. She wasn't sure what class she was supposed to go to, so she picked a door at random and entered it...