One developing trend, though, was to completely ignore whatever happened in my classroom, and that was where I drew a line. It had been getting worse over the last few periods, and I was aware that she was testing me. I let the fiberglass pointer crack hard against the top of my desk and enjoyed the ensuing shocked silence. All eyes were on me now, where they should have been all along.
"Miss Channings," I commanded in my best stern voice, "if you and your gaggle of followers cannot be bo...