Snitch

The last class of the day, and I was counting down the seconds, and minutes to the clinging of the dismissal bell.

Five minutes to go. I thought giddily, throwing a glance at my watch. I was deathly hungry. After I had left the principal's office, there had been no time to get to the cafeteria since the bell had rung for its end, and so I had returned to class hungry. It became crazier whenever I thought that I had detention, a delay to having Laura's food.

"Well, it seems someone is in a hurry to go somewhere."

I withheld a visible flinch, somehow knowing that the lady lecturing us on magic and music had been talking about me. I expected a frown on her face, but I saw a smile on her lips, a soft smile, as if I reminded her of someone interesting, someone that she cared about.