A muffled crack of thunder brings me to my senses, instantly jolting me awake without a care for my head. My fuzzy eyes register the class being their usual selves – rocking on chairs, chucking pens all across the classroom, chewing gum loudly, generally causing a stir – and, of course, Miss Levitt yelling at me, screaming even, saying to wake up, and how this wasn't nap-time, and if you want to go to sleep, why don't you join the kindergartners and-
Blah blah blah blah. She always went on about this crap. I bury my head in my arms again, hoping it'll help me get to sleep, yet of course, it doesn't.
"Maybe you should stop teaching such boring crap then. . . " I say, fed up and clearly not awake.
". . . What did you say?"
"You heard me. Now, are you going to let me get back to sleep, or. . . ?" I grumble, and am given a look from the ridiculous teacher which shows everything from vexation at being spoken to that way by a pupil, showing that the lowest form of disgrace has been uttered.
"Everdeen!" she hisses, almost exactly like a feline would, continuing with her babbling nonsense.
"Detention! Half an hour, after school, room 29! Be there, or its Iso all day tomorrow!"
"Fuck's sake!" I yell to myself, the idiot again whipping round with those narrow catlike eyes.
"Let's make it an hour then!"
I let out another groan, looking for Gale, who's working with some of the biggest idiots in class, and his dull demeanour to them shows he's also had a lash-out from Levitt.
You too? I mouth. He nods in answer.
I hate everyone, I think.
I groggily return to my sleep, wondering what and who I'll have to cope with in that room of stupidity.