"Mr. Anderson! Kelsey cut in line!" calls out Nicole."No I didn't! I was here a second ago. I just had to get my lunch ticket!" Kelsey retorts.The fourth grade girls glare at each other and then look at me, waiting for my response.I don't want to spend any time dealing with this. We're already three minutes late to lunch, and I have three phone calls to make to parents. "C'mon girls. It doesn't matter where you are in line. We're all going to the same place and we're all getting there at the same time," I respond.
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