Priestly -- that'd be Mr. Priestly to you students -- stood at the front of the classroom, wearing a neatly starched and pressed white apron over his equally neatly starched and pressed suit. He waited with his arms folded over his chest, watching as the students arrived, and at the precise time that class was intended to start, he cleared his
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*Maybe you should explain to Mr. Priestly that you're wounded,* Zhahar said softly. *He might give you a break.*
Sholeh shook her head, not even caring that people might see her reacting to a voice they couldn't hear. ::Or maybe I'll get into more trouble. I can manage.::
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He couldn't outright tell her to sit this one out, but he was pretty sure he was allowed to find her something else to do for the class period.
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Sorry, Priestly. But Callie had made a deep impression when it came to trusting teachers.
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Least of all Sholeh herself.
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"Flip through one of the cookbooks and write down how you would set the table, including centerpiece, if you were serving that recipe at a formal dinner party."
That seemed low key enough, right?
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"I can write up an essay on presentation, too," she offered quickly. "Just...so long as I don't have to use the special quill for it?"
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And there wouldn't be a hint of pink in it. Because that was the best rebellion she could think of at the moment.
"I can get it done before the end of class if I hurry."
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"If you want to get it done by then, then sure," he said. "If not, you can turn it in whenever you're ready."
He didn't expect her to believe him, but maybe she'd stress herself out just a little bit less.
He was helping the students here. He just had to keep reminding himself of that.
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"Thank you, Mr. Priestly," Sholeh said, offering him a tiny smile before dropping her eyes and skittering away. "I'm sorry for making you go to this extra trouble because I misbehaved."
By, you know, eating dessert. That had been offered to her. By a teacher.
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He seriously hated this place. Saturday could not come fast enough.
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