Slacking Off
"Class, we?re halfway through the week and I?m still not seeing any progress from the same few of you. Am I not being clear enough or are you being defiant?" questioned Mrs. Weighsaton.
"Maybe it has to do with how the school is being run?" questioned Kelly sarcastically.
"You?re worst of all, young lady. You may have met the weight criteria prior to joining, but I have yet to see the crop top and shorts requirements met from you. Are they too expensive for your frame, or are you just not interested in the curriculum?s needs?" added Mrs. Weighsaton.
"What do you think?" scowled Kelly.
"Do you want detention? I can definitively say you?re only seconds away from it," warned Mrs. Weighsaton.
"It?d beat having to put up with such dumb rules," retorted Kelly.
"That?s it! You have detention, Kelly. I?ll see you after school for 3 hours," announced Mrs. Weighsaton.
"No you won?t," thought Kelly. [Later that day...]
"Kelly, you?re going to get in bigger trouble for missing out on detention," protested Samantha.
"So? She needs to be taught a lesson about how to actually run a classroom. Besides, like I don?t have enough trouble with those stupid boys, my plump figure and already tight clothing," replied Kelly.
"Just give into it, Kelly. It?s not the end of the world. Besides, it?s not like you can leave anyway. You?re stuck at the school until the end of the school year," agreed Sarah.
"Shut the hell up and watch me," boasted Kelly. [That night....]
"Kelly, we need to talk," admitted her mom.
"About what, sending me to another school? questioned Kelly.
"Your attitude and the phone call we received today. You skipped out on detention. What?s gotten into you?" replied her father.
"The school has the most barbaric ?needs?. They expect everyone to weigh at least 200lb and wear crop tops and shorts. What kind of clowns do that?" asked Kelly.
"We need to have a talk with this school," thought her mother.
"We?ll see what we can do to fix things, honey," stated her father.
