I had an out. The Professor didn't remember who he assigned the case to. Though tempted to stay silent as he looked expectantly around the classroom, guilt beat out cowardice so I timidly raised a finger indicating my whereabouts. He asked "Would you like to come to the front to discuss the case?" Pretending he was asking me a real question I said "Oh it's okay... my notes are on the laptop.. "
No such luck.
As I passed by other students watching me walk to to the front of the auditorium, I felt like a lobster plucked from the tank to be fried. The other lobsters in the tank feeling sorry for the marked animal but thankful it's not them... At the end of the longest class in the history of classes he smiled and thanked me for my help adding" See you back here on Wednesday"... Mom, my stomach hurts...I don't want to go to school..*sigh*