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Puck was asleep, as usual, when the ruler was slapped down on her desk. Instead of jumping, she opened one eyes and slowly raised her head. “Yes, Mrs. Cunningham?” She watched with slight fascination as the teacher’s face changed colors. “I only agreed to make a seat for you in my class when I didn’t think you would rival CJ in the amount of times you were going to fall asleep. Now what is it about history that you know that makes you able to sleep through all of it?” “Well,” Puck yawned and stretched and turned in her chair to smile at CJ before looking at the teacher and answering, “they&#