-WHEN YOU BADLY WANTED TO TAKE A NAP BUT YOU HAVE A TALKATIVE SEATMATE-
I must have yawned a lot all throughout the lesson. History was not a really enjoyable subject, after all. The bell had finally rang and I groggily made my way out to change classrooms for the next class.
I will definitely take a nap, I declared to myself, as I lazily sauntered through the crowd of students. So when I entered the room, I made a beeline straight to the seat at the farthest corner from the door. I brought out my Algebra book, propped it open against my head, then proceeded to sleep.
Fifteen, twenty minutes passed in peaceful slumber. I could faintly hear the teacher discussing the quadratic equation and whatnots. I think I was already halfway in my dream, when this guy beside me suddenly started talking to me.
At first I tried to ignore him, but he just kept on talking. He was blabbering something about being late that he wasn't able to attend his first class. Before I realized what was happening, we were grumpily sent outside by the teacher.
We stood silently in the hallway for a couple of minutes. The lesson resumed as if nothing happened, then I heard the guy chuckle beside me. I glared at him, and he in turn, gave me a sheepish smile. Annoyed, I left for the cafeteria. Maybe it was not so bad being sent out of the room. At least, I could eat lunch before everyone else does.
So much for taking a nap. I'm lucky enough I wasn't given detention.
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Getting Into The Bored Zone (#Wattys2017)
Teen FictionThe title pretty much says it all. Yeah. If you like boring stuff, you might as well read this book. Well, it's not really THAT boring, maybe, i dunno.
