"Is there a problem, Miss Locke?" Georgia looked up when Mr. Ramey said her name. The tall balding man didn't look very amused at all.
"What?" She looked guilty, she could feel it all over her face, but she licked her lips and tried to hide it.
He raised one thin eyebrow and stood from his desk. "The rest of the class is taking a test, Miss Locke. Would you mind joining us?"
Georgia's hand grasped the fallen pen and then moved back to her seat quickly. "Yes, Mr. Ramsey. Sorry." How embarrassing! She was the last person who would ever be close to getting in trouble. She felt her cheeks flashing bright red as she sunk into her desk. Pressing her lips together she tried to disappear back into the test when she heard another 'psst' from behind her. She tried to ignore it completely. She did
