Alandra Copeland

Treasure of the Orishas

It is so easy to daydream in this class, mostly because the teacher has such a low monotone voice that drones on forever. I wonder what he does when he's upset or even happy. I can imagine it is just the same. My thoughts are interrupted by a loud bang originating from Mia dropping a book on the table. "You really need to learn manners; you could've just tapped me or called my name."