*A Month Later*
Staring out the window, I completely block out the droning words from my History teacher Mrs Hawks. I don't care about what happened during the Industrial Revolution. I just want to go home and curl up in bed. I was freezing cold and I think I caught a bug off one of the idiots in my class. My nose kept running, I had a sore throat and a slight headache. I took out my iPhone and slid it under the table, unlocking it, I went into messages and typed a message.
'I'm not feeling well, can you please pick me up and take me home?'
I had my finger hovering over send, debating whether or not I should actually send the text. He hated when I would contact him while he was at work, but this time is different. I couldn't concentrate on anything so me even being in class is a waste of time. Five minutes later and I had made my decision. I locked my phone and put it back in my blazer pocket. I wasn't going to risk getting in trouble from him when I got home; I felt bad enough as it is.
As the class dragged on, I stared blankly at the front of the room, my head in the palm of my hand. Next minute, I was snapped out of my daze by the teacher yelling my name and my class mates snickering.
"Alysha! Stay after class! You should know better than to daydream in my class!" Flinching slightly, I looked down. 'If he finds out about this I'm dead.'
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When class was over I packed my things and stayed in my seat. Mrs Hawks walked towards me. "Why were you not paying attention?"
"I'm sorry Miss, I'm not feeling well, but I promise this won't happen again."
"It better not. If it does you will be getting a lunch detention and I will call home. No exceptions. Now go to your next class!"
I stood up and swiftly swung my backpack onto my shoulder and bolted out of the room. I could not be late for my next class. I'm lucky that Mrs Hawks let me off, but I won't be so lucky with Mr Ripley my Maths teacher. He gives out detentions to anyone who was late to his class. And the thing about this school is that at the back of out 'Learning Planners' aka diaries, are pages for teachers to write in detentions and stuff. I couldn't exactly hide something like that from Nathan because he checks the damn thing at the end of each week. There would be serious consequences if I got in trouble at school.
Reaching 'M' Block I ran to my classroom. I got there just in time; my class was just starting to walk in. I slipped into the line and walked into the room like I was completely on time.
I sat at one of the desks in the back corner and got my things out of my bag. 'Another boring lesson ahead of me before lunch; I wonder what's on the agenda today'"Open your books and start writing out the equations I've put on the board. When you're done start answering them, you've got 10 minutes before we move on."
Everyone groaned. We always had a time restriction to answer the bloody problems. Today it's algebraic equations. How wonderful! – I copied out the first equation.
'Erhhh I can't think straight!' The letters seemed to jump across the page and blur. There were 15 questions and I couldn't even get past the first one. Great! I got my phone out and sneakily took a picture of the whiteboard. I would just do them at home. Once I had put my phone back in my pocket, I pretended to do my work as I struggled to focus.
"Alright, pens down! If you have not yet finished it is for homework. I'll be checking that they are done first thing in tomorrow's class. Now open your text books to page 268 and write the heading 'Solving algebraic fractions'." Turning his back to the board Mr Ripley wrote the worked example from the text book up on the board. I'm so over algebra, although it's one of the topic's I'm good at, I just couldn't think about it and work it out right now.
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Out of The Shadows
Teen FictionSequel to 'My Forest Nightmare'. It is set a year ahead and follows a new journey where Alysha gets to see the outside world, no longer locked up in Nathan's house. It is recommended that you read MFN in full first before reading this book as it fo...