One by one, my mates began to submit the scripts. Some would make some remarks, and ask me how cool it felt to be in control before walking out of the class.
I would only shake my head and act as though I had not heard them.
Someone even said, "How about we swap powers?" and winked at me before dropping her script and walking out.
In groups, duos, and singles, the others came to submit their scripts before rushing to enjoy the freedom of having no one to scold us around.
When Loralie came to submit, as always and expected– she came alone. I looked on emotionless at her as she dropped the script and went away without even looking at me once.
I had no idea what her problem was. I stopped liking her and now growing a dislikeness for her.
I was still pondering about the irritation I felt by Loralie's coldness when the triple nonsense came to submit.
