Julia POV
I drummed my pen on the desk as Mr Wilson explained a new concept. The class is boring, it is making me sleepy. If I caught sleeping or laying my head down on the bench Mr Wilson would give me a detention slip for sure. He dislikes it when students lay their heads down in his class.
"Julia, stop making sounds. It's more irritating than Mr Wilson's voice," Kawhi hissed.
"Sorry." I gave her a guilty smile putting my pen away. Selena is busy texting under the table, Kawhi is doodling and I'm waiting for the class to end.
"Selena, pass the notes. I will be doomed if Mr Wilson checks the notes," Kawhi whisper asked Selena.
"Who is she texting?" Kawhi asked when Selena didn't respond to her.
"I don't know, she has been texting for a while," I whisper.
"You will be writing a bas
