By: wormygal
Ms. Higdon?” Mr. Grey asked. “Ms. Higdon are you paying attention?” Maddie snapped back into reality from nap. “Sorry I’m listening.” Mr. Grey rose his thick eyebrow and nodded. “Then look like it Ms. Higdon. You’re 18, an adult now, act like one.” She nodded, looking at her textbook, attempting to stay in focus on Mr. Grey’s lecture on chemistry. As normal, she was day dreaming. Mr. Grey looks so good with his hair down. He looked so hot yesterday, and today. I wonder if he’s going out running again. I wonder if… Maddie fell asleep. Again.
