Am I on CRACK?

Book Thief

My 2nd English Teacher(Yes, I have 2) was talking about tone in presenting things. I zoned out because I already knew this from last year, we did a course on it. But I was pulled out of the fantasy world of my head to reality when English teacher #2 took my book off my folder. My eyes snapped towards the teacher who was using it as an example. I reached out my hand, my fingers in the same position they would be in if I were using the Force. I stared at Ruby Red, the book that I was reading, in the hands of my teacher. In my head I was like.
She has my book! My baby! Everyone should know not to mess with a Fangirl's book. I am dangerous. I am danger. I am a tribute in the Hunger Games. I am a demigod, daughter of one of Greeks greatest gods. I am divergent, I cannot be controlled. I am a Shadowhunter who has fought in the dark war. I am one of many dangerous people in the world, and you just messed with my book.
I kept my face a simple distressed face. Underneath a burning fire of rage. I felt all eyes on my.
She handed the book back and apologised.
I hugged the book to my chest. After a minute I placed back on my folder.