You get back and class goes uneventfully

As you returned to the class, embarrassment concealed from your bathroom adventure, you realized that you still had nearly 45 minutes of class left. Slumping into your desk and donning what some would call "history cheeks", you put both hands on your face and began listening to Mrs. Moore speak about the thirtieth war of Whereverville in Whocaresland. You weren't sure if the room was warm or not, but for some reason Mrs. Moore's voice, combined with a cozy room, began to put you to sleep. You tried to keep your eyes open, but your brain had cashed in a one-way ticket to sleep.

You opened your eyes, suddenly, waking up, only to realize that the entire class has left. You look up at the clock. Two hours have passed? No way. Then, your eyes directed you to the fact that Mrs. Moore was still sitting quietly at her desk, now grading papers.

"I was wondering when you would wake up. I wanted to let you get some sleep." She continued to look at papers, but averted her eyes up towards you.

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Moore. I didn't get much sleep last night. It's not very respectful, again, I'm sorry."

She tidied the papers she was grading, before fully directing her attention at you. "I completely understand. History is a subject that requires a great amount of willpower." Christ, even now, her voice was threatening to put you back to sleep. But it wasn't monotone this time, more soothing, and reassuring. "But you should take care to hear about history, otherwise, you're doomed to repeat it. But you'd know something about that anyways. I also kept you asleep so that I'd have a chance to talk to you about your grades. You're dangerously close to a B-, and I know how your GPA is important at this stage."

A B-? That means that your latest essay was a heaping pile of crap. Great. "Mrs. Moore?" you asked, inquisitively.

"You heard me. Come up to the desk." You gathered your things and placed them in your backpack, before walking up to the desk. Walking up to her, you were presented with...