Please, I'm asking you one last time. Don't do it,” Clara said desperately, “It might ruin this class for you.”
“Speaking from experience now?”
“What? No. Of course not,” Clara spluttered.
They entered the classroom together and took their usual places and she watched in disgust how Margie smiled at John when he stepped into the room. Clara had exactly 90 minutes to think of a way to prevent this.