Dear Nobody

Dear nobody,
Do you know that feeling of finishing a test early? You are the first one done and everyone else is still working. You've checked and double-checked and maybe even triple-checked and still nobody is done. Awkward!!!!
Silence fills the room and all that is heard is breathing. Some breaths are shallow, others seem to consume the room with their immense sound. Pens and pencils scribble across back and forth across test papers. Feet nervously tape and jackets come on and off. Twirling hair, girls gaze off wondering. Boys just look down right confused. Somebody breaks the silence with a sneeze or cough. It's like surface tension. Broken for a spilt second and then instantly returns to its former state.
Finally, a brave soul inside a student's body cries out, and the person is the first to hand in their test. About 20 pairs of eyes watch the journey to the front of the room and back. Then, those eyes return to their own work. Slowly, like molasses, more and more test takers walk up to turn in their tests with hopes of a good grade. Eventually, the silence is broken by the bell and the classroom is emptied. The test is over.