“What’s going on, Seth?” Miss Minnick always called me by my last name in front of the other students, but called me by my first name in private. She was a nice lady, a good teacher, and an awesome mentor.
“I’m April’s Fool,” I said. “In fact, she’s probably looking for me right —“
“Oh, pffft. That girl needs to be put in her place.” Miss Minnick collected the blue-books stacked on her desks. She was the only teacher who still used blue-books for our exams in this age of tablets and smart-devices.
“I don’t think I’m the one to do it, Miss Minnick.”
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