I quietly tap my pen against my book as I steal a glance at my teacher. She shakes her head and clicks her tongue in disapproval as the secretary quietly spills the latest tea. Lisa’s strong perfume fills my nostrils as she drags her feet to my desk as she hands out the letters. I fold the letter as I move my eyes from the clock to my tired classmates. Tick tock. A few more minutes to go. A loud snort errupts from the back of the class as everyone turns to see Neisha laughing with her mouth wide open (as usual). Everyone starts laughing at Neisha’s snorts but one look from Ms. Teach shuts us up. She opens her mouth to speak but the bell rings and we start to leave knowing she can’t stop us. Thank God for staff meetings…