She shrugged again. "I wouldn't call what i said much of an excuse, but whatever floats your boat." She felt a bit bad that she was being a pain, her mom had raised her with some decency. She just couldn't muster the capability to really do anything about it. Like all her other teachers,  Mr. Matthews was motivated almost entirely by getting his students good test scores. She just had more important things to worry about than some testy on a subject she'd barely have to use in the real world.<br/><br/>She stiffened in her chair when he came back and talked to her again with his hand on her shoulder. Was he coming on to her? Maybe he was figuring that she wouldn't say anything about it. She'd ask him about it after class. Maybe he was trying to signal that he would raise her grade for a small bit of compensation. But that couldn't be right, they'd both get in trouble for something like that...<br/><br/>She settled back in her seat, trying to subtly distance herself from him. Maybe if she did do something that'd get het grade up, she'd get het incite off het back. "Sure thing, teach. what are we reading today?"