—You look really tired —Anne says, staring at me.
—Do you think so? —I ask, unable to stop myself from laughing.
Passing the time in the middle of class, with Anne next to me, I can only yawn, sure that I look pretty tired being at school that morning. This because the night before I stayed up late at the piano, finishing pulling out that silly song, for what? Just to shut Luka up at the club today.
—Did you stay up late practicing yesterday? —Anne asks me a bit worried.
—I had to, I couldn't practice earlier in the evening because of the math homework, which took me a couple of hours to finish. So I stayed pretty late just to finish rehearsing the song —I explain to her.
—That's not so good Claire, to perform well in your studies you should sleep earlier, otherwise, you'll lose your
