Class

"Blah blah..." The teacher sounds like.
I lean my head down and try to stay awake.

"So the answer is 13!" The teacher shouts. I sink down into my seat.

"Hey sleepy head wake up!" Hannah whispers and I shoot up and then fall on the floor out of my seat and my eyes half close.

"DENVER HAVER GET UP!" The teacher stomps up to me.

"I'm tired..." I moan and I stretch.

"OH FOR HEAVEN SAKE GET UP!!" The teacher yells.

I crawl back up to my prison cell (desk) and fall asleep.

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