Abbie stirred and touched her temple. What had happened? She had been about to give her oral report. (My notes are gone. Where are my notes?) Her turn was supposed to me next. (Did I miss something? I hope I won't be marked down for this.) Had she blacked out? She had never done that before. It wasn't like public speaking made her nervous. (Compared to the rest of the class, at least.) Yet she had been asleep or something. Maybe those crackers someone had been passing around last period had been bad and she had blacked out. (Sent to the nurse's office? This isn't the nurse's office.)
Abbie raised her head. She was still in her English class, but she was the only one here; even the teacher was gone. Obviously she had blacked out for some reason and slept through class...and the next period...and the next...and lunch...and...school was out? Abbie jumped up. She was going to miss the bus!
Abbie's knee hit the edge of her desk. As the pain shot through her, she realized how absurd the notion was. The class might leave her there as a joke, but once the next class came the teacher would of course make her leave so someone else could sit there. Maybe it was just between classes, nobody from the next period had shown up yet, and the teacher had gone to the restroom or something. "I have to find Mrs. O'Neal," thought Abbie desperately as she gathered up her things, "get a chance to hand in my report so it isn't counted as overdue." She shouldered her backpack and ran into the hallway.