Answer:
I'll try haha. I like creative writing. Okay, it ended up reallyyy long lol.
Explanation:
Mrs. Smith was late for class again. I knew this wasn't going to be good, as this class was full of people who love to vex people like me and Sarah. I stealthily went to sit next to her. I couldn't even conceive taking pleasure in hurting others. A sudden thwack took me back to the room around me. A pencil hit the desk and fell through the crevice of the desks. My eyes met Sarah's. She vehemently looked down, face red and eyes filled with dread. She quickly stifled her emotions and hid behind her ink-colored hair. I heard laughter and crude names. A boy named Jack declared insults his group thought were hilarious. I felt a fire build up inside my stomach. We never did anything, who could muster audacity to humiliate someone constantly like this? I stood up and faced them with acute eyes. Just then the teacher walked in. She looked at the laughing crowd then at Sarah and me. "What's going on here?" She asked sternly. A girl named Adeline's face turned soft and she spoke a bit too dramatically "Michel" She pointed at me "Was interrupting our studying." She was being hypocritical, and I think Mrs. Smith realized. "Why don't you all sit down and see me after class." she sighed. Sarah smiled a bit, and I felt triumphant.
