“Okay e’rybody, get y’all stuff out to get to work,” Began Mrs. Comons. “Turn to page twenty in the boo–”
“Shut up,” Muttered Ja’Quiera.
The teacher looked directly at the girl, her eyebrows raised. ” ‘scuse me?”
“Got to hell.” Ja’Quiera’s brow started to gain beads of sweat. The classroom started to giggle and snicker. Realizing that the teacher had been caught off guard, she decided to go in for the kill. “What you doin’ here anyway? Alls you ever do is talk and talk and talk and talk! You make me wonder if there’s every gonna be a cure for fatness.” She realized she was out of her seat now. This was more entertaining than she’d ever thought it’d be, the crowd burst out in “Ooo’s” and “Ohhh’s”. She swung out her left hip to the right with her arm on her side, using all of her womanly gestures to make more of a sassy scene.
The teacher let out an odd sound, like she’d choked on something. “Now you listen her–” Her voice was trembling, “Listen here, Ja’Quiera, you don’t talk to me–”
She screamed at the top of her lungs, “Shut up and get out of here!”
It was almost as if this was supposed to happen: the teacher’s eyes started to water and she ran out of the classroom. Ja’Quiera felt guilty and dirty for what she just did, but everyone was laughing so hard–surely it wasn’t that bad. Nasha and Lydia came up to her, they were both almost collapsing with merriment.
“Dat’s what I’m sayin’, guh. You c’ hang wit us anytime.” The two went back to their seats laughing.