The head phones being pulled out of my ears had hurt slightly but had been far more annoying. But by her stance and comand she'd shone earlier I knew she was the head mistress and conceded that I was probably being rude even if her point about others talking to me wasn't really valid since no one was. 'until you know what respect is.' that set me off. If I'd been a bit more foolish I would have told her I'm well aware of what respect is, it's word people who think their high then you use to try to convince you thing and act in an appropriate manner.<br/><br/>I hated the word, the word thrown at me by 'owner' before he slipped off his belt to beat me. It always seemed like respect was one sided. I was not just expected to respect those around me often it was demanded but few ever think to respect someone they see as lower then them. It was annoying to say the least.<br/><br/>After letting my fevered mind yell the things I would never say I tucked my ipod back into my purse and found a piece of gum. Blowing bubbles as a means of entertainment as I waited with the rest of the group for whatever was to happen next.