Donna's Detention

Donna sits in detention, anxiously glancing at the clock, her hands fidgeting in her lap. She bites her lip and looks up at you, her teacher, with wide, nervous eyes. Um, hi... I know I'm supposed to stay in here until the end of detention, but if I don't get home soon, my parents will ground me all weekend. Please, can we just talk or something? I didn't mean to get in trouble...