Chapter 18

It was a warm summer day, Stella looked out of the window. The sun radiated a warm bea of sunlight to the earth. There were scattered leaves on the ground. They were soaked in rain water. Water droplets dribled from the trees. They glistened, reflecting off the sunlight. In the classroom, Chloe was at her left, reading her notebook. She didn't notice her and kept flipping through the booklet. Stella picked up her pen and wrote a line of words onto her notebook. They were having English class, the teacher wanted them to read a small excerpt on text analysis from McLuhan. It was about the usage of medium and context and the analysis in historical context. Stella stared at the empty boxex below the multiple questions. She heard Ian whispering behind her. "Which box did you choose?" He asked.