Biology. A lot of girls her age hated biology due to the dissections, but Kelly didn’t care. She’d seen grosser things than a dissected frog. The teacher, Mrs. Evers, marched into the classroom and began to set up the projector. Today wasn’t a dissection day, apparently. It was a lecture day. Kelly was relieved. She didn’t want to think about trying to dissect while in a diaper.
Mrs. Evers didn’t outright hate Kelly, but she didn’t really like Kelly, either, so Kelly was nervous as to how Mrs. Evers accommodated her new age. She was right to be nervous, she found out quickly. After setting up the projector, Mrs. Evers came over to Kelly’s playpen and stuck a pacifier into her mouth. Kelly removed it immediately.
“What was that for?” she asked. Mrs. Evers crossed her arms.
“Your parents insisted I have a toddler in my class. I won’t let that toddler distract my students, so I do what I can to keep the toddler quiet. Keep that pacifier in, unless you want a spanking or kicked out of my classroom.” Kelly quickly popped the pacifier in her mouth. Apparently, Mrs. Evers mixed feelings towards her had changed to dislike, when Kelly became a toddler.
The pacifier provided some comfort to Kelly, which she desperately needed in her current situation. She sucked on it eagerly as class began, doing her best to scribble down the notes on the projector with her crayons. Her hope was to be silent and avoid any attention, that way Mrs. Evers wouldn’t have a reason to kick her out.
However…