Anna keeps her phone, for now

“S-Sorry Monsieur Dumas,” Anna said sheepishly, tucking her phone back into her pocket and away from his outstretched palm before sitting up and looking ready to pay attention again.

For a moment Dumas opened his mouth to speak up to her, demanding she hand over the phone, but he decided against it after a pause. Anna was his best student, and this was her first offence. He wouldn’t publicly embarrass her for it, this time.

“Make sure it doesn’t happen again,” he said before going back to the front of the class to continue the lesson.

Anna’s face burned red with embarrassment for the rest of the class. She’d never been called out by a teacher like that before. She’d always been so well behaved. A couple of the girls behind her snickered as Anna’s phone buzzed in her pocket, her suddenly abandoned conversation partner confused as to where she went.

When the bell finally rang at the end of class and it was time to head out, Anna breathed a small sigh of relief before packing up her books. On her way out to the hallway she pulled out her phone again, opening up the conversation to see what Lily had been trying to say about her story.