"How much longer are you going to keep this up, Thorne?"Mom's voice rang across the dead-silent exam hall, sharp enough to cut through the stillness. Her heels clicked against the floor as she walked, step by step, toward where I had fallen.My cheek was pressed against the cold concrete. A warm trickle slid down from where my head had struck the desk."Ms. Collins, I think Cecelia might've actually fainted," a boy nearby said quietly, his voice hesitant."Fainted? Don't be ridiculous! This is just her laziness acting up!"Mom grabbed the back of my collar in one swift motion. Her grip was shockingly strong as she hauled me up off the ground. My head lolled limply, and the back of my hand scraped against the rough floor, tearing the skin open in a streak of red."You sleep in class, you sleep while eating, and now you're sleeping during your final exam too?" Mom hissed under her breath, her teeth clenched tight. "You have no shame, but I do. I'm the dean of discipline."She dra
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