The teachers’ stoic moment shattered with but one word.
“Teenagers.”
Mrs. Jasmine, known for her blue spectacles, dropped her mug to the ground and stared at the door.
“No,” she whispered. Continue reading
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The teachers’ stoic moment shattered with but one word.
“Teenagers.”
Mrs. Jasmine, known for her blue spectacles, dropped her mug to the ground and stared at the door.
“No,” she whispered. Continue reading
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