Spelling

I glared at him from across the room, watching them giggle. I could feel my ears reddening with anger. He knew I liked her, yet he only played with her at recess and sat with her at lunch and bragged about sitting with her in English. That was only yesterday, and now he was cozying up to her. My fists balled so hard there were little white moons on my palm. Sister Laura slapped my desk with her ruler so hard I jumped and squeaked. Everyone looked at me and laughed. Sister Laura was unfazed.

"Mr. Edwards, spell imbroglio and use it in a sentence."

"I-M-B-Roglio. I don't know what an imbroligo is."

Sister Laura went to her desk and pulled out Old Woody. She slapped the paddle against her hand, making my entire class jump. Knowing what would happen next, I walked to the front and prepared myself.