“Mortal!” River glances up from her paper and at the female teacher that stands before the room. Pairs of mythical eyes leering at her. She blinks slowly, drawing from the nebulous cloud of thoughts.
“What?” She speaks, bemused.
A snicker rises around.
Atticus leans back on his seat and rocks whilst smiling hotly at her.
“I see you were not paying attention,” the teacher reproaches, something terrible distorting her beauty. “You are dismissed from the class.”
River blinks again, “What?” She echoes again, unable to keep up with her mind which is a stinging web of hurt and now this. “I’m sorry, did I-”
“Dismissed!” The woman snaps and River stills, eyebrows furrowing.
“What have I done wrong?”
“You have not been paying attention.”
“Neither has the group of boys over there-” River po
