Chapter 52
"Today is a very special day. Mrs Honey is retiring. So, each of you will give her flowers, okay?" Mrs. Lorde says as she hands out a bouquet to each child. I refrain from rolling my eyes. Where I'm from they don't hand flowers out to teachers if they quit, they get a slap on the wrist and it's over. Goodbye.
In America children are required to actually care for their educators how unfortunate...
I turn to look at the girl beside me. She's pretty. She doesn't like me much. She probably doesn't like that I'm not American.
I secretly pull on her hair and turn to face my friend Angelo. She turns my way and glares at me. I didn't have to look at her face to know she's wishing for my death.
She doesn't say anything and turns away from me. I've been watching her through Angelo's
