Emma rolled her eyes and sat up as the teacher called her out for trying to sleep during class. Its not like anyone understood what he was teaching anyway. The whole class sighed heavily, and many comments were presented when the teacher started rambling on one of his lectures again, about "you should be excited to learn," and, "others don't get this privilege," and blah blah blah. Then he would go on about how everyone should act like Chris. He was a guy in her class that was, as she sees it, a suck up. To the teacher, he was the perfect student. She rolled her eyes again, as she could only imagine him beaming with pride. She hated when the teacher went on about other students like that, like they were special. If they were so special they wouldn't be here, at this dumb school. He ended his lecture with, "Overall Emma, my point is, don't sleep in my class." He went on teaching, and Emma leaned back, zoning out.