Doodle in my notebook.

So you decide to doodle in your notebook instead of paying attention or copying down what's written on the board. You draw random pictures of faces and animals, and a comical picture of an irrational number chasing pi around with a fork because the imaginaries told it to.

"Hey Jane," the girl who talked to you earlier says, "what are you up to?"

You smile as you lift up your notebook so she can see. The girl tries to hold back a laugh, but cannot. Her laugh is louder than you expect. Mr. Doe turns his head toward her with a somewhat irritated look on his face.

"Miss Edwards," he snaps, looking directly at her.

"Yes Mr. Doe?" she says, the smile quickly removing itself from her face.

"Do you have the solution to the given problem?"

"No sir, I do not," she replies quickly.

"Well then I suggest you stop laughing and get working," he says before looking at you, "and you miss?"

"I just need a little more time," you respond without thinking.

"A little more time," he repeats, hardly believing what you said.

"Yes please," you reply softly, realizing your mistake only after the words come out of your mouth.

"Need help?" he asks, slowly approaching you as some of your classmates stop scribbling in their notebooks and look up to see what's going on.

"Oh, no sir, I'm fine," you say quickly.

"Well, let me see what you have so far," he says back as he is only a few feet away from your desk.