Need A Stack

Chapter 29: Desperate.

"Believe you can and go for it!!"- Charity Peris.

I stare at the Psychology teacher, Mr. Peterson blankly not understanding a little of what he's been saying. I had my hands settle on both my chins since I'd noticed I didn't find anything necessary to write yet.

It's been thirty minutes into the class but I was just shaking my head and nodding as I followed my gaze on the teacher.

"Amanda.."

"Sir?" I say loudly snapping out of my unknown thoughts from the sound of my name.

I still don't know where the sound came from and so I start looking at all the possible places and I find every one gazing at me with a slight smirk on their faces. Wtf is wrong with them...do I have some dung in my forehead?!

Finally my eyes settled at Mr. Peterson who was standing behind the classroom. How did he get there! I squeezed my face and wrinkles were fine visible. I then relaxed my veins and gave him an assuring smile.

"Please explain to us the definition of psychology."

Dang!this is my first class this semester mf!!

I grasped my pen in my locker and held it tight holding my words under my breath. I scroll down his tall slim body and get back to my pen. I mean is he really waiting for me to answer!

"You can check on your notes too...I just want you to say it loud before we get into our next topic."

'Dude I wasn't in class... I don't have notes too!!!'

I say under my breath trying to keep a low profile.

"Loud please...no one really heard you."

He thinks I said the answer....well I wish I did.

"Sir this is my first class...I don't have the notes yet." I say after seeing everyone looking awkwardly at my silent useless body.

"I know...I just thought you atleast got them from someone before attending my class."

I shift noisily on my seat and face the whiteboard. If only he would have projected it all!!! I squeaked.

"Okay...back to what we're talking about..."

I quickly catch a glimpse of Alicia sitting at the far end looking at me with her face revealing the pity she's feeling for me. Wtf!

I roll my eyes and face the board. The rest of the class I end up tapping my pen on the locker and not writing anything at all.

After this I had a two hour break before my next class...I think I'll have to go to the library for a few research on my next class...I don't want to feel like a hypocrite for the rest of the day.

*

I pick my bag and put my book and pen in and storm out immediately the class is over.

"Amanda Nolan."

A heavy voice make me stop on my toes and pause a little before turning to see who it was.

"Sir?" I stare at Mr. Peterson who is standing at the lecturers table with one of his hands leaning on it.

He motions me to come closer and I follow. What is he going to tell me now? To drop his class cause he wants only the serious students in his class?

Oh crap!

"Nolan... have this book... please go and make notes on the introduction of psychology and also extend to this chapter." He points with his finger on the outline page.."..I noted you didn't write today's work too." He closes the textbook and  hands it to me as I keep staring at him as I take it...was he serious!