âYou two stay after class,â she yelled from the front of the room.
Two boys stopped laughing and looked up. Then they looked at each other and continued laughing. The woman at the front of the room shook her head and continued on with what she was doing. A few minutes later the bell rang. The two boys remained in their seat as the rest of the class left.
âMichael, Anthony, come up here. One of you shut the door.â she yelled again.
The two boys walked to the front of the room after closing the door and stood by her desk. She finished marking something on a paper and set her pen down. She looked up at the two boys.
âWhat am I going to do with you two? I know youâre both graduating and youâre in my class because you needed something to fill your schedule. But you canât keep screwing around in my class.â
âSorry, Miss Banks,â said Michael, a tall, well built black male. âWe donât mean to, it just happens.â
âYeah,â said Anthony, a shorter, blonde haired white male. âWeâve known each other for ten years.â
âMaybe so. But you canât keep screwing around and disrupting my class. So I have to do something. I hope you boys understand.â
They hung their heads and mumbled something incoherent.
âInstead of screwing around in my class, I want you two to screw me.â
The boys looked at her with extremely quizzical looks on their faces.
âMiss Banks, what did you say?â said Michael.