I finally found the courage to sit with other teachers for lunch. They looked like half decent people, but it was evident they liked gossip, like this is a fucking elementary school for fucks sake. “So, Jumy, what’s your deal?” One of the teachers asked. She was very pretty with nice blond hair. I could tell from her attitude and the way she talked that she was the Queen gossip, and she loved things going her way. No one dared to say no to her, in other words, she was very full of herself.
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