𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩, 𝙞'𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚

2

Class-K was quiet. Every student was sleeping soundly, of course except from Jing. She was studying for a test or something, furiously writing in her notebook.

"Hangover class" was written on the whiteboard. Amelia had promised herself to be a good student and not fall asleep in class, but it was so peaceful that she couldn't help it. She drifted off the shoulder of Mitchell, who was sleeping. The two rested on each other, Mitchel snoring softly, as Amelia fell into a deeper sleep.

It was really nice, really, relaxing.That was until the schools Deputy Headmistress at Abbey Grove, Isobel Pickwell, stormed into the room. All the students were startled by the loud noise. Amelia noticed how she had been resting her head up from the shoulder of Mitchell, and quickly turned away. He was groggy, giving her a confused look.

"And that's how quickly Anne Frank and her family had to be, to evade capture by the Nazis." Alfie lied. "Mr Wickers, i need to see the papers." Ms Pickwell said in her usual rude tone. "You 'vant to see my papers?" Alfie said in a bad german accent. "The mock exam papers, Mr Wickers." The woman demanded.

"Has anyone ever told you that you would make a wonderful SS officer?" Alfie tried changing the subject, but failed. "Yes. Now shall we do this in my office?" "Yes."

Amelia rested her head back down on the desk, closing her eyes. Mitchell looked down at her, the way she had slight messy hair, the way she looked when she was resting. She looked, perfect?