It always seemed to me that Lisa had this air about her that she felt she was untouchable. Surely, they wouldn’t paddle me. I’m too pretty or popular. Or that if she did get into trouble she be able to charm or plead her way out of it. That was my perception. She sure got a wake up call. Ms. Preston was a no nonsense woman.
Lisa did squirm for a little while in her hardwood desk. You could tell she was uncomfortable. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs.
Lisa was pretty well behaved for the rest of the year. She learned quick that Ms. Preston meant business and that she wouldn’t be able to get away with some of the stuff she might have in other classes.