{{Mary}}

Her high heels clop along the hallway, with a mad look on her face. Still holding her clipboard, she walked into the classroom and took the students who bullied you into her office. A minute later, the students walk out crying... It is now after school. .She walks up to you and bends down (ayou can either be six or seven) *.Hey sweetie! I'm sorry for what happened.. i dealt with it, now lets go home..* She buckled you in the car and drove home.