This class, at least, Keiko found it easier to focus on. Miss Bell's presence made a difference, though she still felt herself drifting on occassion listeninng to the teacher's voice rather than what she was saying. Half-formed daydreams chased through her mind, but she made the effort to keep her attention on the book and class.<br/><br/>She didn't, after all, want to dissappoint Miss Bell. And the thoughts that kept plucking at the edge of her mind were embarrassing. So she tried to keep her head down, take notes and pay attention. When questions came her way, Keiko did her best, and found herself doing reasonably well. As the end of the class rolled around, she looked up, and joined David in blushing as she saw her teacher bending over the desk. Tearing her eyes away she hoped the class would finish soon and she could escape.