Brave Defiance

"Weslie, Weslie!!" A feminine voice echoed through the dormitory room, growing louder with each repetition. "WESLIE!!"

Startled, Weslie shot up from her bed, her eyes blinking rapidly as she tried to orient herself. "I'm awake, I'm awake," she exclaimed, pushing her tousled brown hair out of her face with her fingers.

"Do you even have any idea what time it is?" the voice continued, carrying an undercurrent of frustration.

Weslie squinted against the sudden brightness, her vision still hazy from sleep. "What?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

"I said..." the voice began, then paused for effect. "Do you have any idea of the time!?"

"Please, Helene. Just one more minute... I'm so tired," Weslie pleaded, feigning exhaustion as she sank back onto her pillow.

"Classes start at 8. It's already 8:30!" Helene's tone was now clearly irritated.