The Day Everything Changed In Room 207

suggesting I don’t have the right to address a distraction in my class?”

“I’m suggesting you don’t have the right to humiliate someone for it,” he replied, louder now. “It’s just a diary.”

A weird tension filled the room, the kind that clings to your skin. No one moved. The teacher’s smile twitched. “Detention,” she snapped. “After school. And don’t continue reading …