Sorry I didn't see you there, how are you?
My stomach leapt into my throat. More words, words that weren't mine.
I pulled the pencil out of my pocket, eagerly, which was first for this class. Looking up at the teacher to make sure I wouldn't be caught, I scribbled quickly down on the desk: Considering this class, I am doing better, you?
I put the pencil down smiling to myself for the rest of the period.
