“Miss Whitewood? Any thoughts on this?”
I raise my head. Crap, what was he saying? I completely dozed off… I check at the screen behind the economics professor, but I’m clueless.
“Sorry sir, I…”
“You may want to nap outside of my class, miss Whitewood. Thanks.”
Damn… Everyone is staring at me while I gather my things. In this class of all classes, I had to feel sleepy! My marks are definitely not going to be good for this semester if I can’t stay focused. What’s wrong with me? I can’t sleep at night so instead, I end up dozing in class. Great… I text Danny to let him know I’m going back, but he’s buried in his work this week. I’ll let him have the car, I guess I can walk home.
I take out my headphones and head back to our territory, a bit unsure. I feel bad about missing my class, b
