Iris West’s POV.
Ms. Felicia was not joking when she said I would be punished for my lateness this morning. Luckily, I was not the only one getting punished so she could not be so harsh on me.
“You are to scrub the floors of the kitchen after every meal.” Ms. Felicia said.
Was that all? That was not so bad even if I was to do it all on my own. I glanced at Amelia with a knowing look but she stared back at me with a stoned expression.
Looks like she’s put on her mask again, I sighed. I looked back at Ms. Felicia to find her already looking at me.
“Yes ma’am.” Beatrice and I said in unison.
“I was not talking to you, Ms. West.” Ms. Felicia then turned to face Beatrice, “That is your punishment.”
“Why do we not have the same punishment for the same crime?” I asked.
If anything, Beatri
