Thankfully the rest of her class went well; however, she was quick to note that she shared a By the end of the day, I was mentally drained. At least, the rest of my classes had gone a hell of a lot smoother than my first one.
I still couldn’t believe I literally had a passive-aggressive argument with the damn teacher. What did it mean for the rest of the semester? Was I now going to be the ongoing target for whenever she got the itch to pick on someone?
Not to mention that she’s a goddamn teacher! I mean, how unprofessional was it for her to outwardly express her dislike for me?
I didn’t understand what Mrs. Shields’ issue was with me. Normally, I wouldn’t have paid too much mind to the matter. However, I always enjoyed my English and Literature courses in the past. It would really have
