You sit near the back. You sit down in your seat and rest your books on the desk. You look at the board and wait for class to start, the teacher not even being in the room yet.
Students begin to file into the room, some talking amongst themselves while others are like you, sitting solitarily. Soon, the teacher enters.
Ms. Johnson was standing at a hulking 7 foot 4 inches, long, black hair going down to her back, chocolaty skin covered by a long, dark purple, skin tight dress and black leather jacket. She had on red high heels, making her already tall height even taller. She had to crouch down to enter the classroom.
Ms. Johnson approached the desk, opening the drawer and pulling out an attendance sheet. She flips it to first period and then eyes the class. "Garret?" She calls out, her voice demanding attention. All eyes turn to the teacher, and a boy, presumably Garret, responds.
"Amy?" "Here!" "Jessica?" "Here!" "Michael?" "Present." This continues for a short while until the teacher reaches your name. You're the last one on the list. How do you respond?
