Stop yawning

"Stop yawning."  That's what she said in class the other day.  I don't even know her name, but this chick in my class, very firmly, and very strongly jawed at me to cease my yawning.  Caught of guard, because I didn't even remember doing it, I looked at her with a disgruntled face..

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Yawns are weird in that way; they often pass right through you without you even realizing consciously what happened, especially when your mind is on some funny-looking professor blabbing about something; something probably 

very important, well, it's going to be on the final, so...

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She was smiling, so I stopped looking at her, like, she was my prey and I was the muscular jungle cat about to penetrate her beautiful blonde skull with my giant fangs, and I just smiled back.  She peered at me with her dark walnut eyes and stated, "You've been yawning all morning, and your making me."

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You see, that is the thing about yawns.  They are contagious.  If you see someone growling to the sleep goddess, then you will soon be purring-out your sleepy whimper for a nap also. (and then the next guy, and the next guy, in a kind of domino effect)

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 "Sorry,  I'm tired I guess."  I answered with a playful smirk.  She replied, "Don't be sorry, just control yourself." winking and continuing to take notes.

I watched her take notes for awhile, then found myself staring at the funny-looking professor.