When home economics ended, I quickly rushed to the front of the class, intent on using my wild fists on Grayson’s face. “Ms. Cora, can I have my phone back now?”
She looked at me. “What happened to you today, Audrey? You came late to class and your phone went off. This isn’t your usual behavior.”
“I know and I’m sorry. The phone was a prank by my friends and I apologize, it won’t happen again,” I told her. I was growing impatient. She's acting like I threw a stink bomb in her face. I just want to leave; I probably already missed Grayson; I’d have to hit him once I get to work. That’d be a lot safer anyway.
“Well, Audrey, next time- don’t let it happen again," she told me, handing me my phone. I quickly took it, shoving it into my pocket before running outside of the classroom. I sighed
