"Jody?" she heard a female voice say, "Try to get more sleep, so you can stay awake in class, dear. You're in the eighth grade now; you need to start taking things seriously."
The other students snickered. She heard two girls that sat behind her whisper something and giggle. She burned with embarrassment. As she looked down at her desk, she noticed how delicate her hands looked now, the nails topped with something transparent and shiny.
"Yes Miss Benson," she said. At the same time, she looked up and noticed that her teacher was fairly young and definitely attractive, her red hair coordinating well with her green sweater. As she felt a warm thrill go through her, she blushed even redder. She hoped Miss Benson didn't notice.
She dropped her gaze again to avoid her teacher's glance.
"Now class, let's open our text to page 215..."
