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'This is so BORING!'
I sat in my English class listening to Mr. Lima rant about books that have been banned due to controversy.
I shared this class with Emmett and Edward (who begged his councilor to move him to a higher level English).
I wasn't paying attention at all until I heard Mr. Lima talk about one of my favorite books.
"The Awakening… By Kate Chopin," he introduced, "Can anyone tell me what it is about?"
I couldn't resist, I had to raise my hand. Edward then looked at me surprised, I usually didn't take part in any classroom participation.
"Ah, yes… Ms. Cullen," Mr. Lima said pointing in my direction.
"By a woman, about a woman, but required reading for men."
"For men? Interesting… Although if I am not mistaken doesn't the story end in a suicidal drowning? Suicide being the ultimate form of sleeping… Wouldn't you say it's more of a contrast to the books title?"
If I didn't know any better I could have sworn he was trying to challenge me.
"Edna awakened to the fact that in her society she was nothing more than chattel."
His eyes narrowed, he did not like my answer.
"Her mentor, taught her that the artist must poses a courageous soul which dares and defies."
"Okay, that is enough, Ms. Cullen," he urged.
I ignored him and continued, "she felt the only way she could courageously act in such a society is to refuse to live in it."
"I said enough, Ms. Cullen," he was getting louder now.
"… to defy it by death," I concluded.
What was the point of a teacher asking a student's opinion if they only want to hear what they would say? I don't get it. (A/N: Me either, Rose…. Me either….)
Mr. Lima continued to glare.
"You did it now, Rose… this man doesn't like girls speaking out of place," Edward whispered.
I furrowed my brow and looked at Edward disbelievingly, 'out of place?'
"You know… stay at home, clean… cook. He's not even all that fond with having girls in school."
I turned my attention back to Mr. Lima, he was now giving his opinion on the book.
"I personally would also refuse to live in such a society… but I find it better to just have faked my own death and live my life," he said proudly.
'Idiot…'
I raised my hand once again.
"Yes, Ms. Cullen?" he groaned.
"So, you would runaway?" I questioned.
"I would continue life… what is the point of such a ruthless act, such as suicide?"
"So… in other words… you would cowardly runaway?" I repeated.
"Ms. Cullen I will not partake in this kind of antagonism," he was getting mad now.
"It's not antagonism sir… it's just a question," I replied with a smile.
"Rose, don't do it," Edward cautioned.
"I'm just simply suggesting, maybe it's not Edna you should be trying to relate too. But, maybe the Colonel, her father. The one who think men should manage their wives with authority. The one who is the soul and heart of the society Edna refuses to live in."
Mr. Lima was fuming now, which amused me. I was actually surprised that it took so little to make him angry. I guess he didn't really like girls speaking "out of place."
"I'm warning you Ms. Cullen if you don't stop this right now, I'm going to have to ask you to leave," he threatened.
"Rose, he'll do it," Edward warned.
This made me chuckle, "you're going to kick me out for speaking my mind?"
"You are disturbing my classroom Ms. Cullen!" he said in a sudden outburst.
"Disturbing?!" I said pretending to be outraged.
"Yes! Disturbing!"
"Ooookkaaay," I said rolling my eyes.
"That's it! Get out of my classroom! Go to the office! I'm sure the principal would like to hear what you have done," he boomed.
I gathered my things and left my seat.
As I walked passed Mr. Lima he shot me a death glare.
I paused at the door and turned around to face him.
"Get going Ms. Cullen."
I smiled sweetly, "See you around, Colonel."
And with a salute I turned my heel to leave.
"Get out!"
* * *
"We've called you mother. She said she would be here shortly," Mrs. Ryder, the main office's secretary said.
I folded my arms and slumped in my chair. I gave Mrs. Ryder a hard look. Successfully it made her laugh uncomfortably and quickly turn away and rush back to her desk.
It didn't even take Esme fifteen minutes to come walking through the door.
"What did you do?" she asked.
Before I could answer, Mr. Munroe, the principal greeted Esme "hello."
"Mrs. Cullen, why don't you step into my office," he suggested.
Esme followed Mr. Munroe into his office.
About two minutes later a tall lanky looking boy, sat next to me.
"Aren't you a little too pretty to be getting into trouble?" he mused leaning in closer to me.
I ignored him at first, but then he made a huge mistake. I felt his hand caress my hair.
Without looking at the boy I swiftly grabbed the his hand and gripped it tightly (but was careful not to brake anything).
He silently gasped and winced in pain.
"Unless you want to lose it, I suggest you keep your hands to yourself," I silently hissed, making sure Mrs. Ryder wouldn't hear.
I slowly turned to look at the boy, "do you understand?"
The boy nodded in pain. I released my hold on the boy and folded my arms once again.
He quickly backed away, he even moved down a couple of seats.
Another fifteen minutes later Mr. Munroe opened the office door to let Esme out.
"Thank you Mr. Munroe it will not happen again," Esme assured him.
"Lets hope not, good-bye Mrs. Cullen."
"Good-bye… Come on, lets go Rosalie," Esme said as she headed for the door.
I followed silently behind her.
"You've been suspended for three days," Esme told me once we were outside.
"Really?" I asked secretly satisfied, I couldn't stand it there.
"Are you happy?" Esme said in her "motherly" tone.
"Well… do you want me to lie?" I asked truthfully.
Esme sighed as she got in the car, "why don't you just tell me what I want to hear?"
"Oh, I'm devastated."