I come back from crossing guard with Mo and I find my desk turned around at the other side of the classroom and I turn it back around then Mr.H calls me outside and says "why'd you do it?" With a angry look on his face "do what?" I said not knowing why this was happening "why did you mark on Jessica's dress in sharpie?!" "I don't know what your talking about" "Jessica come here and bring the dress" i see the marks but I know I never even touched her yesterday "here you go mr.h my mom is really mad about this" "you are not aloud to draw anymore and your desk has to stay turned around" "but I did nothing" I felt myself start to cry "we are not going to talk about it anymore tayla" I walk back to my desk crying and my day just gets worse and worse from there and that is how I started to hate Mr.H