Here’s To You, Miss Kringle
@misskringle hit 💚 for a ( V: we are the breakfast club ) starter !
The knock was hesitant and soft upon the door to the English room. As was typical for the tall, awkward girl, Pamela Isley felt weird about bothering anyone over the age of eighteen who weren’t her parents or a chem teacher; they knew her by now, some of them better than her parents did. Any other authority figure was alien, forbidding...
But not this one. Maybe it was her young age, or how new she was to her field. Maybe it was just that she was so much less jaded than the rest of the faculty at Gotham High. But just this once, she felt like she could approach a teacher without tripping all over her words and wishing she had never bothered.
Still, she was on her best behaviour, polite and trying not to speak too loud. She didn’t want to make a wrong move and somehow make such a nice woman be disappointed in her.