"W-what are you doing here?" Mrs. Flare whispered to me over an outrage of mumbles.
"What do you mean 'what am I doing here'? Why does any child come to school? " I argued.
"Can I speak to you outside, Lyrika?" Mrs. Flare asked.
I followed her outside in annoyance. Every time I came to school she always had some stupid s**t she needs to tell me.
I'm dressed appropriately...what now?
"Lyrika we sent a letter home two weeks ago stating that you will no longer be allowed back into this school. Not only have you missed too many days, you are going through serious trails and the district does not allow such individuals to be a part of their strict learning environment. You will have to move to another part of the city to be able to enter any other school because this part certainty isn't g
