Lily rushed into the classroom, precariously balancing a coffee on top of a stack of folders and her bag. ‘I left on time this morning, why am I still late,’ she thought to herself. Just as she reached her desk, the bell rang, almost making her coffee spill. “Saved by the bell, Ms. Doran” said Aly, one of Lily’s students sitting in the front row. ‘Damn, I was the last one again,’ she thought. Lily was sure she had the only first period class with perfect punctuality. She turned to see her students, high school seniors, all sitting quietly and waiting on her. It wasn’t very long ago that Lily was sitting in a class just like this one, though she would have rushed in late, with brushes in her long blonde hair, pencils clutched in her slim hands, and a carefree smile on her smooth face.
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