"Ms. Hernandez, are you paying attention?"
I put my book down just as Mr.Anderson asks that. I felt my face heat up as everyone's eyes focus on me.
"Yes sir," I gulp.
"Then can you, Marianna, answer my question?"
"Of course Mr. Anderson."
I quickly look at the board . To my luck, he wrote down the question. As I'm looking at the board, something hits me in the back of my head.
I turn around and see a guy, sitting there with a bored look. He looks around my age. I look at him annoyed. I stare into his eyes for a few seconds,his eyes convey something that I figure is pure realization.
After he figures out that I am indeed looking at him he just disappears right before my eyes. I jerk back shocked. I was guided back out to reality as someone snapped their fingers in my face, very rudely may I add.
"Ms.Hernandez,"bummed Mr.Anderson.
"What do you what?" I yelled back, instantly wishing I could take it back.
Mr. Anderson's face turned a deep shade of red, his tight fists shaking next to him.
"Detention!" He bummed louder than anyone has ever heard it before.
I sigh; this is going to be a long day.
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Dream Keepers
FantasyEveryone has dreams, even if you can't remember them. Especially if you can't remember them. Your mind doesn't shut off even if your asleep. Your dreams are your second life, while you're asleep you're in your second life. You don't know that you ha...
