The room was silent. Ms. Holmen stood at the head of the room, eyeing down the students. Each one was looking at the wall, trying not to laugh at her, or glaring her down the same way. Most of the students where laughing at her crappy eye make up and the retarded clothing she wore. "You need to start listening to me!" Ms. Holmen said with her voice cracking. Through out the room, you could hear little giggles. "You need to respect me too! I am tired of treating you like kindergartners!" The a few students from the front raised her hand. "I DON'T WANT TO ARGUE!" Ms. Holmen yelled.

"I'm not going to argue! God! You don't even give me a chance to talk! I bet if it was anyone else, you'd let them talk—"

"I DON'T WANT TO ARGUE!"

"I'M NOT ARGUING!"

"That's it. Get out."

"Wait, Ms. Holmen, she didn't do anything." The girl across from the other one said.

"You too, get out!" The girl got up and grabbed her back pack. "NO! Leave it!"

"But its mine, I'm going—"

"LEAVE THE BAG THERE! GO NOW!" The other students tried not to laugh as the two girls argued it out with the bitch. Both students just walked out, leaving the class room. She looked back at the rest of the students and started to talk again. "Ok…let's review our verbs. They will be on the final."

"We already took the final." Said the kid in the back of the room, the one with the big nose.

"No we haven't! Stop! You need to respect and listen to me! Me and my other classes are a family because they LISTEN TO ME! WHY DON'T YOU ALL UNDERSTAND!?!" She said, on the verge of tears.

"We understand, we just all hate you." Said the boy with the blonde spikey hair.

"Yeah." She said, in agreement with the boy. (all the other students knew that she had a thing for the blonde spikey headed boy) "Ok, now we do review. Take out your verbs." The students sat there and did nothing, she then handed out a piece of paper, the same one she had handed three days ago. It was the one with the funny…worm looking things. All the students looked at the paper and doodled the same drawings they did last time and the time before that, and the time before that. As the thing read, it told them the meaning of each word and saying that it may be on the upcoming exam.

"Ok pass up your books." She said again, interrupting the children's doodling.

"We don't have books."

"I DON'T WANT TO ARGUE!" She said pointing at the student that had spoken. She looked at her watch and then at the children. "Ok…you, you, you and you. Please come into the hall with me." She said pointing at certain children. They each walked out, the others looked around at each other, giggling.

In the hall, she hugged each of the students. "Thank you for being good kids and not acting like kindergartners." She said with her horrible accent.