We went to breakfast and I was not allowed to sit at the top table and everyone was looking at me and smirking.
It was so embarrassing.
The week soon passed and without any more serious trouble.
However, I did get my legs smacked in front of the history class.
Somebody slapped my sore bottom as we filed into class and I yelped just after we had been told to enter quietly.
The day finally arrived when I handed my sashes back to the headmistress’s secretary.
At break time both Julie and I were told to report to the head’s office which we did.