The words were brash, but there was a thread of insecurity woven into the lines. The students in Class Nineteen, being sharp and perceptive, naturally knew what was up with him. They didn't bother giving him any more attention. While Class Nineteen might get into scuffles, the other classes wouldn't dare; if something went sideways, they wouldn’t know how to handle it.
Before long, Keaton and Megan strode over, followed by a few others from Class Twelve. A squad of five or six people made their entrance. As Keaton walked into the classroom, Fiona was still hunched over her desk, texting Jackson.
“Some students need to dial down the arrogance. School’s for learning, not for playing on your phones,” Megan said, throwing Fiona a disapproving glance. Then she turned her attention to Tyler, standing behind Fiona, and waved him over. “Tyler, how’d you snag the top spot this time?”
Talk about stepping out of line! Megan blatantly brushed off Keaton.
“Megan, our homeroom teacher hasn't even chimed in yet. Are you just dying to hog the limelight?” Nash quipped, a teasing edge to his voice.
“Yeah, even our homeroom teacher hasn't said anything, and you're already acting all high and mighty,” someone else added.
Keaton looked a bit miffed but kept it under wraps. He was mainly there for Tyler. “Tyler, what's up with these results?”
Keaton kept his tone easygoing, unlike the fiery Megan.
“I did it myself,” Tyler replied with sincerity. He had no reason to fib, nor any need to get into a back-and-forth over something so minor.
“You did it?” Megan chuckled in disbelief. The students of Class Nineteen were something else; even when caught out, they stood their ground. She hadn’t seen anyone more shameless than them.
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