The man at the front of the class was not normal. He was wearing a button up shirt and a suit jacket with no tie.
This guy's trouble... I thought.
I wondered who this man, standing next to our teacher, thought he was. Obviously not a teacher... Unless...
The man's voice was accented sharply with Italian and was loud enough to be heard over the restless class, "Yo!"
The classroom became eerily silent.
"I need two students, Ms. Bailey Pickett and Mr. Cody Martin. You're being transferred to the honors class."
We have an honors class?
"Also; Mr. Zachary Martin and Ms. London Tipton, due to a request by Ms. London to be removed from Ms. Tutweiller's class, you have been moved to a different class. Unfortunately, the teacher jumped overboard, so you'll also be in the honor's class."
He smiled and suddenly I was thinking about Rome... strange...
"Enjoy your last day in the normal class. Tomorrow at 7:30 I expect to see all four of you in the honor's hallway," He smiled at the teacher, "Ciao, Emma," he said, winking.