Mr. Robert's did not look upset by her rebuttal- actually, Monica's was pretty sure she saw his lips pull up into an amused smirk before he once again became the stern-faced literature teacher she knew.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," Mr. Roberts lamented, gripping Monica by the ear and pulling her through the hall. She cried out, struggling to keep up with his pace, her cheeks burning red as she took in the faces of the other students around her. Some were shocked, but most were laughing or pointing or smirking at her.
It only took a minute to make it to Mr. Robert's class, but it felt like forever with all the laughing faces around her. Monica was briefly happy to make it out of the hall, but the relief faded when she took in all the new faces in the packed classroom.
Keeping a grip on Monica's ear, Mr. Roberts pulled her to the front of his classroom. Unlike the usual schoolday, the noise did not die down at the entrance of the strict teacher. Instead, the noise grew, the room filling with laughter and taunts and hoots.
Mr. Robert's gave everyone a few moments to tease and take in the view before speaking. "Now class," He said, speaking over the voices. "Today is going to be a bit different. We were going to learn about To Kill A Mockingbird, but I think Monica is in need of a more important lesson. She has failing grades, so clearly is not paying attention to what I teach, anyway. Now, by a show of hands- who thinks she needs a spanking?"
"No!" Monica gasped, her face burning just as red as her backside was about to. As every hand in the room was gleefully raised, she turned to try and run out of the room, but Mr. Robert's caught her, sitting down in his seat and pulling her over his lap. In one swift movement, he restrained her arm that was not pinned against his body and trapped her kicking feet between his legs.
As the class laughed, Mr. Robert's decided that the unruly girl who did not care for her grades needed an extra dose of humiliation to teach her lesson. He landed several hard smacks to her backside before reaching for his wooden pointer stick, and held it out to the person in class he knew Monica would be most mortified to be punished by.
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