Sapphires POV
I shove all of my stuff into my locker bending down to pick up my binder when I feel a hand not so gently slap my ass and wolf whistle. I scoff and whisper to myself jackass, I shake it off and grab all my stuff walking to my class and sitting down to listen to the daily droning of about how math is fun or so I thought... I feel myself yawn and my eyes slowly close....and I slip away listening to the words of how to find the slope on a graph.
*About 30 minutes later*
I feel myself being shaken by all too familiar hands and my friend Kaylee's voice telling me to wake up or Mrs.Capps will give me detention for sure so I jolt up and look around rubbing at my eyes yawning again trying to stay awake I realize everyone is packing up, hey um Kaylee I hear myself ask, did Mrs.Capps really let me sleep the whole class period or am I going crazy? Yea she said that you looked like you needed the sleep so she let you and you weren't snoring so I guess she wasn't really bothered plus it's not like you really chime in when you're awake so it didn't really make a difference
(A/N)
Bold-Kaylee
**Sorry for interrupting guys I'll let you get back to the story****
Oh well I guess she's having a good day I tell Kaylee walking off to choir
*Time skip to after choir and pack class brought to you by Sam Winchester's magnificent abs*
I once again shove everything into my locker and I walk to lunch realizing that they are serving the chili dogs I feel like puking when I think about eating that so I just decide not to eat. I sit down at a table and I lay my head down on the brink of falling back asleep
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Sorry guys apparently this didn't get published yesterday like it was supposed to
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