Sometimes, when we're in class, and everything is quiet, quiet, quiet, you can hear people from other groups doing stuff. People running by, people laughing, people play-fighting (like puppies), people singing loudly and out of tune (those are my favourites). Today was a slightly different type of noise, though.
We were in Spanish class (doing sonnets again) when we heard some extremely loud yelling and what sounded like thumping, followed by the prefect squeaking at the top of her lungs,
"Where are you going? Come back here! No! Come back!"
coming from one of the third years' classrooms. We didn't make much of it though, and just chuckled to ourselves.
Later it turned out that a class united and rebelled against the Civics teacher. It all started out when the teacher picked a fight with a student, who unexpectedly answered back. Solidarity ensued.
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