CHAPTER 13

The whole classroom erupted in laughter, and Miss Davenport scolded them. She sent me back to my seat, and now I understand the hate coming from Kyla. This teacher was just too much.

Like, there are lots of lectures, quizzes right away, and assignments. She was so strict and cruel to the students. Like, what the hell? I might develop trauma from her class. The next class would be my favorite subject, and hopefully, I will learn a lot from Mr. Dave. We have an accounting subject, and it's my favorite subject, as I said.

After that, it was time for our 15-minute break. My mind wasn't drained, just a bit sleepy since I'm still adjusting. The vacation was quite long, so I got used to having long sleep. I slung my bag over my shoulder. I was planning to leave the classroom. I was thinking of asking Andrew for help to find their canteen, but I think he's busy with his own circle of friends.

I chose not to disturb him and made my way to the canteen. I asked the people I passed by, and they w