"Yo! All the way ahead, Glen!" Some boys from the door of the classroom shouted, cheering on Glen for some reason. Glen responded to those boys with an annoyed glare, which looked more like he was embarrassed about their actions. The entire class started whispering immediately in a low voice, creating a low buzz. As for Yvette, her mind kept jumbling back and forth, in between the whispers and reactions of the others, and the boy's gaze which kept averting from her way whenever they met hers. For some reason, she didn't get a good feeling about the entire situation. Something like a gut feeling was poking her in her mind.
"Spit it out, will ya?" A voice suddenly spoke up from behind, and upon turning around, Glen found Summer standing right behind him. "What are ya all procrastinating for?
