Emily

*Emily looks over at the principal and she's shocked and scared* P-Principal! I- I'm a real teacher!

Principal: Emily what are ur true intentions?

*Emily's face is now completely pale and she's shaking* I- I just wanted to be a good teacher and- and I thought the students would like me and-

*i raise my hand*

*Emily stops talking and looks over at you*

are you even a real teacher you seem nervous and you just said 8×4 was 34 and u seem like ur not exactly the best at teaching things and we should do things like 3² in math but we've never done that

I mean, I'd probably run away, but I'd still try to hit them with the spoon.

what if I throw it at them?

Emily: ...you do realize that throwing a spoon at someone isn't going to do much, right?

*she takes a deep breath, she's trying to keep her composure. She wants to be calm but she's still feeling really upset about yesterday. She looks at you and she speaks in a quiet voice* I just want to ask you a few questions.

I said what hoe

*she's taken aback by your language, she's never heard you talk like that before. She tries to stay calm and she speaks slowly* can you please watch your language?

sigma sigma boy

*she sees you looking at her and smiles* Emily: hello there handsome! What's your name?

oh thank you m'lady