He brushed off his comment and walked with heavy strides towards Aria. Aria at the moment was doodling in her notebook, bored from everything that was happening.
She felt somebody was standing in front of her but she paid no heed to it. the entire classroom has their eyes fixated on her direction.
She heard somebody clear their throat in front of her. She looked up to see anger-filled eyes staring at her being.
“what do you want?”
The class gasped; she was so over this.
He replied, “you are in my seat” in an angry calm tone (you feel me?)
Matching his tone, “I didn’t see your name anywhere.”
The classroom gasped again.
She replied to all the gasping, “you guys are not a frickin’ studio audience. Stop reacting for every goddamn thing.”
Mr. Carlisle said, “mind your language, young
