I am awoken by Miss Alister's voice. She sounds angry (when doesn't she) and I can tell that she is looming over me, glaring at me through her 1980's glasses. I open my eyes and sit up. "What do think you're doing jack? Dozing off in my lesson? Again!" She pauses to swallow and then she is straight back in my face. "You're supposed to be getting your grades up not resting up!
Hastily I begin to explain using the best excuses I could think of. "Next door has a new born baby!", "Mum and Dad had a row!" She knew I was lying but didn't know why.
Just then Principal Joe walked in and, in all his honour and power, trudged over to my desk. "Jack. This is the third time this week you've fallen asleep in a lesson. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you to my office." So off I go to the Principal's office, today's been the worse day in a long time.
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Prom
Teen FictionJack knows who he wants to take to prom. He also knows who she wants to take. Guess what? It's not him. Again.
