That same morning, Cinnamon went into Ms. Harris’ classroom the first thing she went into school that morning. Never mind the fact that she had to miss classes for several straight days as she undergoes her first day of her in-school suspension. But the first thing she saw was a group of four female bodyguards - all of them have the same height as Cinnamon and all of them are super buff and beefy bodybuilders (just like Cinnamon and the rest of my best friends), with broad shoulders, traps, chiseled pecs, bigger breasts, washed-up abs, bigger biceps and triceps, strong-ass muscle legs, bigger butts and all; that’s all of the description that is according to the school’s website (Okay actually, I should mention that when I was researching the school in preparation for the freshman orientation, I found out - on the bodyguards page - that one of the female bodyguards not only has the biggest muscles but also has the biggest breasts and the biggest butt than the other three and she’s the strongest one; not that she’s the world’s strongest woman but she’s the school’s strongest bodyguard, male or female) - standing around the classroom with Ms. Harris sitting down at her desk doing paperwork. They’re waiting for Cinnamon to arrive, and now that Cinnamon has just arrived, they just get down to business.

Ms. Harris briefly glanced over her shoulder to look at Cinnamon before she glanced back at her paperwork. “Well good morning ma’am,” she said.

“Good morning,” Cinnamon said.

Ms. Harris points a finger at one of the empty desks that is facing her upfront a block away from her. “Sit down right here,” she said to Cinnamon as she put her finger back down.

Cinnamon then glanced at the female bodyguards again and started noticing one of them having the most impressive and threatening physique. It’s the same female bodyguard that I describe from the bodyguards webpage of the school website.

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“Holy fucking god,” Cinnamon whispered to herself as she glared at that particular female bodyguard, believing that female bodyguard has a better physique than hers. “She looked like she’s gonna kick my ass.”

“Um hello,” Ms. Harris said to Cinnamon as she paused her paperwork with her palms raised and shoulders shrug. “What are you waiting for?”

Cinnamon already glanced at Ms. Harris before she glanced back at that same particular female bodyguard with that same impressive-ass physique, who in turn glancing at her.

“Hey Angelina," Ms. Harris called. And yes, Angelina is the name of that same particular female bodyguard that Cinnamon is currently staring at.

Angelina glances at Ms. Harris.

"Is the A/C give you a little trouble?" Ms. Harris asked.

"Not at all," Angelina said.

Cinnamon then heads towards the empty desk and takes a seat.

"Okay," Ms. Harris said.

Cinnamon then unzips her purse and takes out pieces of paper and a pencil on her desk before she zips back her purse and puts it down on the ground.

"Cinnamon, your teachers give you school work for today," Ms. Harris said as she stands up while grabbing a pile of papers on her left hand before she walks around her desk and walked toward Cinnamon. Then she placed the pile on Cinnamon's desk. "Now be quiet. Shut up. And do some work," she said to Cinnamon, pointing a finger at her.

Cinnamon takes deep breath while glancing at Ms. Harris before she glances at the small pile of schoolwork needs to focus on.

Ms. Harris then turns back around and walks back around to her desk and sat back down on the chair, doing paperwork again.

From that point on....and the rest of her in-school suspension days ahead, Cinnamon would have to do all of the schoolwork - that all of her teachers will hand to Ms. Harris to give to her - all on her own. And she has to do it quietly all while being monitored by four of the the school's female bodyguards, whose names, besides Angelina, also includes Olivia, Lilly and Lauren; the only things she would be allowed herself to break out of the mold is get lunch from the cafeteria or go to the bathroom two times (but about less than hours apart).

When her in-school suspension days are over (and when her one-month home punishment is over as well), Cinnamon would be free to go.