Occasionally, Reem's eyes would sway away from her well-concealed smart phone and roam the space around her. It was a way of relaxing her eyes, checking how the class was going to make sure she wasn't missing anything that was too important, and continue pretending to be paying attention to class. Truth was, even though her eyes saw James, all that went through her mind was on how much to bet on her current hand. Seeing that she had the king of spades in her hand and that the king of hearts was on the digital table shown in her screen, she upped the stakes and raised the bets while she hoped for another pair. Biting her lips in excitement, she raised her eyes again and this time and for a second she tuned in James and listened to his point of view regarding multitasking.<i>"No Reem, no need to argue.. let it go"</i>her inner self begged to calm her down. Her eyes narrowed and heartbeat escalated as she raised her hand high in a request to speak up.<br/><br/><i>"Stupid"</i>. She imagined her inner self as a mini version of herself slamming her head against the table in frustration of Reem's decisions. The girl didn't agree with Jame's assessment of the human's ability to multitask. After all, before she came into his lousy school, she was able to cook, dance, read, sleep and shop all in the same time. Who's James to tell her that humans aren't capable of doing that? First abduct her, then silence her power, then deny that she was once able to multitask? Reem took that as an insult, even if James didn't mean it that way. Her enthusiasm to speak up got the best of her and she even forgot to hide her phone in her pocket or behind her notebook.<br/><br/>"I was able to multitask once, before I took the '<i>cure</i>' they gave us" Reem said as soon as James would notice her hand in the air, but not necessarily after he would grant her permission to speak up. "Does that make me not human?" she asked sarcastically. Her tone carried hints of disapproval manifested in intentionally fake innocence and confusion in her tone. She turned her head to the right and darted her eyes at the camera that monitored the class aware that more protest would get her in trouble especially that she had voiced it before a crowd of students. Her eyes then shifted back to James, eagerly awaiting for his explanation. All students in the classroom forgot about Jame's request to name what they had read or been taught before, and turned their heads to direct their eyes at Reem as she spoke up.<br/><br/><i>"Why in blazes did you have to speak up?"</i>her consciousness reprimanded her. She could have easily remained focused on her smart phone and avoided any incident with the higher ups. Last time she had voiced her dissatisfaction with the school's policy, she got a severe penalty in her grades and barely passed that semester. She hoped her curiosity wouldn't get her in trouble, surely James would understand how she felt. After all, he was a student after all.