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Jenna, as usual, was not paying any attention to her lesson. Instead, she scrolled through funny videos, being careful to keep the sound at a minimum and not to laugh out loud.

The ding of a message made her jump, dropping the phone.

It skittered across the hard flooring, landing in the middle of the aisle.

With an annoyed sigh, Mr Burton bent and retrieved it.

"No phones in my lessons," he stated. "That's the rule."

Then he glanced down at the screen, read the message and made a face.

'What?' Jenna thought, becoming panicked. 'What does it say?'

The teacher's face gave nothing away as he slipped the phone into his desk.

The rest of the lesson dragged on for what felt like days. She actually had to concentrate on the work, which wasn't easy.

Once the bell went the students piled into the hallway. Jenna lingered at the teacher's desk, hoping he would take the hint and hand her the phone.

Instead, he just gave her a creepy blank stare.

"Can I have my phone, please?" she asked, making