I turned over and put my pillow over my head. “Be quiet Hope!”
“Oh Joy,” Savana Laughed. “We are at this boarding school, River Valley, not home.”
“Is that the breakfast bell?”
The teacher was about as far away as she could get from me. I rested my head against the table for just a minute. And I fell asleep. I felt a tap on my head. “Hello?” The teacher said. “And what name do you have the honer of having?” “Ummm.” I stuttered. “What was the question? Oh, I won’t know it. I fell asleep.” I admitted hesitantly.
“What is your name?”
Her expression softened. “It’s okay Joy. You can get a pass and go to the nurse’s office. Just try to stay awake from now on.” The Teacher walked back up to her desk.
As I walked out of the room I saw a girl raise her hand.
“I forgot a pencil.”
“Then use Roberta’s!” She snapped.
Why was she being so nice to me? I wondered. Then it dawned on me. She knew about my chronic illness.