Embarrassment

blood rushing, heart pounding I feel my cheeks grow hot as i blush as Mr. Jones asked the question again demanding what the answer was. I opened my mouth to give the answer but nothing came out. i knew the answer but with so many people starring at me i couldn't think, i could barley breathe. I felt there eyes on me everywhere. Looking strait at me, boring into my back. All starring at me. loudly, quietly the whispers flew into my ears
" Is she stupid?"
" Why cant she just answer the question?"
"Man I'm glad he didn't pick on me."
Sweat began to drip down my face and my hands grew clammy as i tried to get a grip. I had to end this, i starred into Mr. Jones face, " um i dont know"  i said lamely. he sighed and ran a hand through what was left of his hair. " Does anyone else know the answer?" he asked in a stressed tone. I didnt even have to look up to know that everyone had there hand in the air.
Everyone but me.