In the hall before the teacher's faculty. Three teachers of class 1B are having a discussion as they head down the building. Routinely, the teachers take turns to share their opinions and stories of the classes they held.
"Rebecca your class is weird." Nelson could only describe that class in that one word. He doesn't have any other words to label that particular bunch.
"In what way?" Dylan asked curiously. In all the lessons he had with them, short they may due to the administrator's arrangement, they were not that "freaky" to be described as weird.
"Even if I say it you won't resonate with me." Nelson glared at the other male. He really doesn't like being in the same space as the man.
"Try me." Dylan challenged the other. His words are teasing and is definitely having fun at the expense of the other's huffing reactions.
Rebecca sighed at the display and decided to break the upcoming fight.
