C1

The taps of pencils and soft voices filled the room, it was the first day back from the long and very "exciting" break. I gazed up at the flat crimson roof and reflected at what I did over the break "nothing". The voices that rung throughout the classroom gradually became louder as I flung my backpack over my stiff shoulder and looked around seeing people at their friend's desk. I pulled out a book from my backpack. I had gone deep into thought reading the book and realized 30 minutes had passed and the class had not started yet. My body became fixed into a position so I had got up to go to the washroom. All my classmates were engaged in conversation so I thought they wouldn't notice me leaving. I thought wrong as I was about to take my first step out into the hall a classmate threw his arm in front off my blocking my only way out. "Ditching class are we...?" in a confident voice the classmate asked. I opened my mouth to start explaining that my body was uncomfortable but as I spoke my first word I fumbled. I was not socially active so I did not talk much I quickly ran out of the class not looking back.