Ms Johnson's class

(Lucas): no, I'm not. (Ava): I'm 12. (Emily): I'm 13. (Miss Johnson): I'm 25. (Violet): I'm 11. (Beatrice): I'm 14. (Riley): I'm 15. (Emma): I'm 16. (Chloe): I'm 17. (Micheal): I'm 18. (Jessica): I'm 19. (Olivia): I'm 20. (Lucas): I'm 21. (Ava): I'm 22. (Emily): I'm 23. (Miss Johnson): I'm 24. (Violet): I'm 25. (Beatrice): I'm 26. (Riley): I'm 27. (Emma): I'm 28. (Chloe): I'm 29. (Micheal): I'm 30. (Jessica): I'm 31. (Olivia): I'm 32. (Lucas): I'm 33. (Ava): I'm 34. (Emily): I'm 35. (Miss Johnson): I'm 36. (Violet): I'm 37. (Beatrice): I'm 38. (Riley): I'm 39. (Emma): I'm 40. (Chloe): I'm 41. (M

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*everyone is still staring at you* (Olivia): did you just say something? (Lucas): I think so. (Ava): what did you say? (Beatrice): what did you say? (Emily): what did you say? (Micheal): what did you say? (Violet): what did you say? (Jessica): what did you say? (Riley): what did you say? (Emma): what did you say? (Chloe): what did you say? (Miss Johnson): what did you say?

*smirk* Yep. The one and only. *crosses arms, looking at the group*

*Miss Johnson clears throat loudly* Miss Johnson: Andrew, take a seat. Now. *glances at his outfit* And next time, follow the dress code.

*My smirk widens, and I shrug, my gaze sweeping over the class before landing back on Miss Johnson.* Sure thing, teach. *I slide into the empty seat next to Violet.*