There were three of them. Cheerleaders. Giggling, texting on their phones, not paying attention and failing his class.
Steve Ritter made a mental note. He's have to talk to them after class. No, not all of them. Just the ringleader. Or at least start with her, try and get her to understand how important her education could be, even in senior year. Maybe it would rub off on the other two.
He finished the class with the girls giggling through it. As the students filed out he caught the girl's eye.
"Stay behind, I need to talk with you for a moment."
Steve was a young teacher, only 24, and still had the build from playing football all through school. Maybe he could talk some sense into the girl.
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OOC: Looking for a female cowriter. PM me if you're interested.
Steve Ritter made a mental note. He's have to talk to them after class. No, not all of them. Just the ringleader. Or at least start with her, try and get her to understand how important her education could be, even in senior year. Maybe it would rub off on the other two.
He finished the class with the girls giggling through it. As the students filed out he caught the girl's eye.
"Stay behind, I need to talk with you for a moment."
Steve was a young teacher, only 24, and still had the build from playing football all through school. Maybe he could talk some sense into the girl.
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OOC: Looking for a female cowriter. PM me if you're interested.
