I continued to smile, though if anyone had paid attention to me they would have realized that my smile no longer held the warmth it had just moments before.
Pretend. Smile. Keep the smile. I thought to myself as I once again had my words cut off by my another girl in the class.
Honestly, how hard could it be to get a simple idea across? To tell a story?
Very hard, when it comes to the other girl. Shandra Laywick. Hyper. Energetic. Bubbly. And unable to hold quiet long enough let me say more then a few words before interrupting.
At this point I doubted she actually realized that she was interrupting me. It had happened so many times before now. And not just to me, I had to concede. She did it to others as well in the classroom. Not everyone, some could hold their own against her.
I wasn't one of those.
Again, I tried to speak out, only for Shandra to burst into motion once more, repeating the exact same words I'd spoken moments before.
Did anyone else notice? Had anyone else heard me in the first place? Really, my attempts to not be a wall flower were going pretty badly here. It was so much easier to just sit back in this particular class and keep my thoughts to myself. I was wasting energy otherwise trying to get my opinions heard.
-Inspiration from personal experience
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