3/05/2022 "Matthew! Wake up!" Mrs. Thompson exploded. "I wasn't asleep," he called back at her as his nicely unkept, back into place; slightly covering one frosty, shrewd blue eye. At this point, half the class were snickering because Mrs. Thompson would always only ever pick on Matthew. He absolutely HATED her. Always picking on him for the mildest reason. It was time that changed.