»——————————— ⚝———————————« The Next Morning, As The Sun Rays Seeped Through The Window Curtains, I Rubbed My Eyes And Saw Alora Still Sleeping Peacefully. I Assumed It Was Quite Early, Just After Sunrise. Opening The Door Slightly Ajar And Careful Not To Disturb Alora, I Tiptoed Into The Empty, Silent Corridors. Sitting On A Nearby Small Bench All Alone, I Was Tempted To Call Mother And Ask Her To Solve All Of This By Taking Me Away From This School. "You Okay?" Morrisa's Familiar Voice Said As She Plopped Next To Me. Of Course, I Made Room For Her But I Kept Glancing At Dorm 5 And 6, Just In Case Siara, Irene Or Alora Woke Up. I Nodded Weakly. I Saw Her Raised Doubtful Eyebrow And Sighed. "The Thing Is ... I Don't Want To Stay At Rookwood. It Just Doesn't Feel Like Home Anymore," I Said Truthfully, Staring At My Feet. She Said Nothing, Thinking About My Words. "Anyway, I Gotta Go Morrisa. It Was Nice Talking To You," I Broke The Silence And Hurried Away. Breakfast Was The Same, Same - Salad. But I Think I Got Used To It. Gulping Down The Food With A Huge Sip Of Water, Mrs Knight Came Into Our Dining Hall With A Reminder. Smiling Brightly, She Clapped Her Hands To Get Our Attention. "Girls, History Classes Will Resume As Normal. Miss A Will Be Your New Teacher. Please Welcome Her To Rookwood," She Declared. I Applauded, Groaning Inwardly At Her Weird Name And Her Strict Looks. Miss A Was A Young Woman (I Don't Think We Will Have Anymore Ancient Teachers After The Last Incident) Who Wore A Pair Of Grey Spectacles And Had Her Black Hair In A Tight Bun With Her Dry, Cracked Lips Always Pursed. Siara, Irene, Alora And I Looked At Each Other Worriedly And Hoped For The Best. Hoped That She Was A Nice, Understanding Teacher. Oh, How Wrong We Were! In Our First Class With Miss A, She Glared At All Of Us With Narrowed Eyes. "We Should Start On Rules," She Had Said Before Ranting On About Rules And Consequences, Blah Blah Blah. Then, She Told Us To Open Our Books And I Flipped Them Without Much Care Apparently. She Strode To Me And Yelled, "Young Missy, You Could've Broken That Book. Detention For A Week." I Shot A Desperate And Helpless Glance At My Friends But They Looked Away Guiltily. Yeah, They Didn't Want To Get In Trouble. Practically The Whole Class Except Alora Who Was Any Teacher's Pet Received Detention For Doing Nothing Wrong. Like In My Defense, How Do You Break A Book Just By Flipping The Pages? Miss A Was Mean, Unreasonable And Selfish, Hated By All Of Us. (She Has A Bad Taste Of Fashion Too, Just Saying ^_^) »——————————— ⚝———————————«
