The carriers got to class first. They've spread themselves out, so that the other kids can't sit down without being next to at least one of them.
I turned my back today and I heard Ashley R. scream. I turned and saw Katrina leaning over her desk.
I ordered her to sit down.
She turned to me, smiled, and went back to her seat.
I don't think I'm going to be able to control them, much longer.
This is crazy. They're just kids. I'm their teacher.
I shouldn't be nervous. I should be taking charge.
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