I sat in class the next day, not listening to what Mrs Westman had to say about something or other, with my head leaning against my hand, which was curled up in half of a fist, and my elbow was firmly pressing the table. My face looked like I hadn't slept last night, I had a sleepy look in my eyes and I had a slight smirk. I was fantasising about Joe. Then, I was fully awoken by a loud call of my name, it was Mrs Westman. "LOUISE!"(For that was my name.)"could you please repeat what I just said?" To witch I had to say no, "uh, umm," I stuttered and blushed with embarrassment. Then Derek butted in, saying, "I think she wants to say 'no miss, I wasn't listening!'" To which I said "shut up, Derek!" Derek always was an idiot. "Typical," said Mrs Westman (which really wasn't, for me at least.)
