Every moment is dread. From the moment the teacher says we're going to popcorn reading, and everyone is still talking and joking around with their friends before they even begin, you're just staring at the book contemplating your existence. Counting every paragraph, trying to pre read your part. A few seconds after it's your turn, you see and feel heads pop up one by one, to see why he hasn't started reading yet. And as you struggle, one by one, you see the heads drop down into their book, as they struggle to hide their laughter.