CHAPTER THIRTEEN
("Wake up, sleepyhead")
Amelia's POV
I went to school the next day, skipping breakfast as usual. Our first lesson that morning was introduction to Literature. I noticed that the seat beside me, closest to the window was occupied, unlike the day before.
I was surprised to see the owner of the seat, a guy, sleeping when class was in session. I could not get a proper look at his face as his back was turned to me.
The Literature teacher, a short woman in her early fifties stood in front of the class as she lectured us with the aid of the class's projector.
The class was totally silent as everyone's attention was on her. It was obvious that everyone was enjoying the teaching session.
Feeling that the guy sitting beside me was missing out on the class, I tapped him gentl
