Quiet.
Everyone is reading,
or finishing their quiz.
There is no sound
except pages turning
and pencils scratching.
Everyone looks up
at the clunking
coming from
the heater.
The boy next to me
is reading a book
with math diagrams
in it.
I wish he would
pick it up
so I could see
what it was.
I grin at the grade
written on my
scary story.
The silence
is broken
by my
English teacher.
