Spanish class [EVERYONEEEE]

I was sat in spanish class, next to Brittany. She kept stealing my work. I sighed and tapped my pencil silently on the desk in front of me. Mr Schue was writing something and didn't notice that hardly anyone was actually doing their work. Probably because it was too hard or they finished it.

It was Spanish which meant it was the only lesson -apart from English- that I sat next to Noah. I had to walk in late because I'd had another slushee facial. I'd cleaned myself off but I was still shivering. "Sorry Mr Schue." He nodded and smiled like he knew where I'd been. I took my seat next to Noah, still shivering.

"Karofsky?" I guessed when Becca sat down, shaking. I did feel bad for inventing the slushee facial, but Karofsky and Azimio didn't stop when I did.

I watched Becca come in shivering, I could guess where she would have been before class. I frowned at the thought and grabbed my work from Brittany again.

"Y-Yeah." I answered with a smile. Mr Schue gave me the work I was supposed to be doing and I tried to look like I was concentrating so Noah would leave me alone.

"Mr Schue, I -uh- need the bathroom." I stood up. "Puck, do you want to go back to Juvie?" Mike whisper-yelled across the aisle. "Leave Karofsky alone." He'd been listening. Mr Schue looked wary, as if he also knew where I was going. "Sure, Puck..." I looked from Mr Schue to Mike to Becca and back to Mr Schue. "Never mind." I muttered, taking my seat again.

I smiled at Noah then opened my book, copying from the board. I was still shaking a little but it was warm in the classroom.