The sound of chalk on the blackboard echoed throughout the quiet room. The sleep-deprived students in first-period algebra stared blankly at the board, trying to follow the teacher’s problems. Most had spent all of last night trying to comprehend what they learned yesterday. Most failed.
The teacher stopped writing, turned to face the classroom, and took a seat at her desk.
They had 30 minutes to answer all five questions.
“Uh-huh…” uttered one boy, turning to his best friend in the seat next to him.
“Urrrr…” the other boy responded. He tapped his girlfriend’s shoulder, who conveniently sat in front of him. Usually she would keep her paper in his line of sight but today he could not see anything.
His girlfriend jumped and turned to look at him, her eyes half-shut and unfocused. He nodded toward the board and she shook her head with a shrug. “Mm-mmm…” She moved her paper so he could see it and all that was written was her name.
“Umm…” He turned to his best friend and also shrugged.
The first boy groaned and rested his forehead on his desk. There was no point trying. He was just going to sleep until the period was over.