The Prized Pupil

(Be sure to make "First Name" your name, and "Last Name" your teacher's name. Enjoy. ;D)

Sitting in Calculus class just one month into the school year, you, a seventeen-year-old teenage girl, are bored out of your mind. For whatever reason, some students in the class are still having difficulty with the first two chapters. So, your teacher, Mr. Doe, has decided to review the topic again.

You honestly thought Calculus would be more interesting. You find it easy to do and easy to understand, and you begin to wonder why this class is falling behind. Even though Mr. Doe is a relatively new and young, he is not a terrible teacher. You figure that it is probably just because your classmates not doing their work, even though they should know better than that since it is an AP class after all.

You feel your eyelids closing, finding it hard not to fall asleep in such a warm classroom. Besides, you can never get enough sleep at night anyway. You try to fight back the sleepiness, but there's no point in fighting it. Your body just wants to shut down for a bit. You're just about to give in, but someone calls your name. Immediately, you snap your eyes back open. The person who is trying to get your attention is...