I had heard horror stories about Sara from the other teachers. She not only came from money but was gorgious besides. Oh, and she knew it. A short, 5 foot even, curvy thing with long rich brown hair and deep green eyes. Bedroom eyes some of the teachers called them. This was the first year I had seen her around school because she was finally a senior and in my gym class.
The first week of school seemed to be ok but I had heard some rumblings about how Sara and her clique were picking on the new girl Shelly. Shelly was a frumpy girl who came from the wrong side of the tracks. She was ripe for the picking as far as Sara was concerned. But in all honesty I had seen nothing myself. That came the second week.
Gym was the last class that set of seniors had for the day. They were all playing volley ball and when the ball came to Shelly she ducked instead of setting up Sara like everyone wanted. Sara started calling Shelly names like: chubby, stupid, idiot…you get the point. I pulled Sara aside and told her none to politely to cut the crap out. And that it wasn’t impressing anyone. Sara just shrugged her shoulders, rolled her eyes and walked away. After school I pulled aside her gym teacher from last year and asked her if she had any difficulties with Sara. I was told that she had but that when Ms. Becker talked to Sara’s parents about it they said Sara was our problem since she was at school. Well, no help there it seemed like.
I definately didn’t want Sara to think she ran my classroom. That wasn’t even an option. So that night I sat down and thought about all the punishments I could dole out as a teacher since her parents obviously wouldn’t.