I blinked in confusion, “Psychics, yet again!” As I kept jotting down notes in my copy, I started another episode of daydreams in my mind. My friend messaged me in between asking, "Hey, which page is Ma'am teaching?" I frowned.
"Maybe 39 or 40," I replied.
I missed my friend because, in school, we never talked about which chapter we were being taught or what books we should bring...
