'Miss Monica Alex," The voice of Mr. David broke through my trip down memory lane. 'You seem to have better things to think about during my class."

I snapped alert and blinked at the lecturer who now stood before me. I heard a quiet giggle from behind me and when I glanced back found the chubby, baby faced girl making doe eyes at Mr. David. The sight made me want to

puke.

'Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

He asked as he waited expectantly. I quickly thought ...