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I couldn’t believe that I was actually being escorted to my class by my brother. Official I Write So I Don’t Snap Shirt and I was starting to burn up and my armpits were getting itchy, this guy is just about to embarrass me, I felt like a grade 1 being escorted to class by their mother, it’s a good things biggie was properly dressed. He was wearing a black T-shirt ,black blazer on top greyish black skinny jean, black formal shoes, quite presentable but that didn’t mean I was not feeling the embarrassment that was coming along.

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We finally got to class and it felt like seconds. Jeez a person can get lost in this school of yours. Official I Write So I Don’t Snap Shirt! When we got to the class I could see everyone standing when they saw me by the class windows outside by the corridors, I could hear people whistling, screaming doing all sorts of noise and for a second I thought that there was no teacher in the class yet there was, the most strictest teacher of them all Miss Nel, she was young I think she was in her middle 20’s, to my surprise she wasn’t even shouting.

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When my brother got into the class first all the girls were sitting in front and nobody ever does that in this class because Miss Nel makes it a point that she checks our work and any slight mistake she slaps you. Official I Write So I Don’t Snap Shirt! I didn’t recognise the voices but all I wanted to do was to punch whoever they were for talking like that about my brother.