"As I said yesterday I do not want another teacher. I have nothing against you, just this school. If what you say could have happened to me with another teacher then I guess you're not so bad." Madison leaned to keep the pressure off of her scalp as she looked to Mr. Blackstone, not afraid to meet his gaze.<br/><br/>"Do you enjoy doing what you do? Molding adults to become what their family or others want them to be. Even if it is not what they want? Have you or anyone else here ever thought about what the students want?"<br/><br/>She took a breath and thought back to the Glass House, there had been a girl tattooed with something. She had been with the Deputy Head. "Would you ever tattoo me?" she asked, her nose scrunching as she pictured herself with bold red words across her stomach.