The young man's eyes had opened; he lowered his head, not daring to look at me. "Tha-that's not like that, Boss."
However, the other boys held back their laughter.
I glared at each one. "What are you laughing at!" My face turned red, I was so embarrassed, and then all the surrounding boys lowered their heads, stared at the floor. They were no longer laughing, but they looked at the bottom with sad faces.
"I'm not your boss; go back to your respective classes."
I waved my hand, hoping that they would leave this classroom soon, but none of them went in front of me. I don't want to know anymore what happened to them. I can't tarnish my mother's name again. I've had enough to help my friends before, but now I don't have time to serve them anymore.
Timothy was the first to lift his face as I grabbed my bag and walked to my seat. "Boss, look at this," Timothy said, his voice deep.