"I'm talking to you as a woman."
"Qadira go to my class," Mrs. Sanders shouted behind her. "I want to talk to you."
Qadira stormed away from Mrs. Sanders. Brice entered the hallway. Sanders grabbed Brice's arm. He lowered his head.
"Don't go," Sanders said.
Brice sighed as he watched Qadira hurried down the hallway. Failing again, he angered Shawn, Yasmine and Qadira. How could he achieve change and avoid being seen as an enemy from the outside?
"It's getting bad between us," Brice said. "I may lose her to the streets." And he didn't want Margaret to get too much involve in his mess.
Margaret nodded her head. The past hurt her more than strengthen her. She had to step up and let what she did now heal her past wounds.
"Talk to her."
"Qadira is a good student," Sanders said. "I'm not getting in this too deep."
The wrong statement to hear from her when a student had been murdered. She got burn once, so what. Kids were suffering. Both of them would take it easy and don't be scare helping the students.
"After you meet with her, tell me what's the matter," Brice said. Sanders would have to give a part of herself to make a difference.
Principal Jason announced an earlier dismissal. Parents would bombard the office with calls of protest about it. The staff and Brice sat through a quick meeting where Ann informed the staff of all Jason's success as a principal, mostly silly stuff like putting extra gravel in the parking lot or repainting the marquee. She laughed at her jokes like a true ass kisser.
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