Cora Kelly’s IsolationI had a pure red neck for Miss Croal by the way. Everyone was talking about how she only took that swotty nerd group coz Clem was going to it. Some wee guy in third-year said that she gave him…well, you know…under the desk, but you can take that with a pinch of salt. Or a sack of salt if it came from the third-years. They’re just full of wee numpties who talk mince all the time. I know. I felt a bit sorry for Rosie coz folk were saying that Croal fancied her bf. See, I thought she did at the beginning, right? But after a few months I could tell that she just liked him coz he was the brainiest in the class and she thought all the rest of us were pure thickos. She used to stand there and say in that posh West End voice of hers:
‘I can’t believe how limited a vocabulary
