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Bernadetta idly doodled in her notebook, her graphic design teacher droning on about color balance.
Theory days were the worst. Sure, she definitely preferred this class over other stuff like chemistry, or - Sothis forbid - English, but she liked it better when they were in the computer lab actually working on projects. The work periods were the best. She could put in her earbuds and just work her Photoshop magic in relative silence.
She'd done some nice stuff over her three years at St. Indech High, posters and infographics and the like, but she was so paranoid about not attracting unwanted attention that she purposefully submitted worse versions as her assignments. She'd learned her lesson in tenth grade when the teacher put one of her projects on display for everyone to see. Oh, that was the worst...
A loud ring pulled her out of her introspection. Someone's phone was going off.
She jerked her head up, looking around for the source of the disturbance. To her horror, she quickly realized everyone was staring at her... and that her phone was the one that was ringing!
Flushing scarlet, Bernadetta frantically dug around in her backpack to find her phone and silence it, oh Sothis this was so embarrassing she'd never live this down please please please just make it stop...
Finally, her fingers closed around the familiar rectangular shape and she quickly flicked off the ringer. She refused to look up, too mortified as to what she might see on the faces of her classmates.
"...Alright, well just a reminder to keep your phones on silent during class," said the teacher with some amusement. A wave of laughter rang out through the classroom. Bernadetta felt like crawling under her desk and disappearing.
"Anyways, as I was saying, you have red, blue, and yellow equally distributed around the color wheel..."
Silently stewing in her own embarrassment and shame, Bernadetta resolved right then and there never again to download games that were muted by the ringer switch.