What Is Happening To Me? ~School Sux!

I have always been the quiet girl. I sit in the back of all my classes and doodle on my notes. I sketch everything that comes to mind. Poetry is also my forte. Nothing can take away my artistic-ness.
"Stephanie, PAY ATTENTION!!!!" My head snaps up and on reflexI close my notebook as my college Law Professor walks slowly towards me.
"S-s-s-sorry Mr. Weinstein," I stutter out of shock. My professor takes my notebook and I stare at my desk in embarrassment as he flips through my notebook. He Sighed, not a good sign.
"Class is dismissed for today," He closes my book and heads to his desk and adds, "Ms, Star, please stay here." I stay seated with my head down as all the other students stare at me and giggle as they leave. I hear a few comments as they walk by saying something about me being in deep trouble. I pray in my mind that I am not going to get kicked out. This is not the first time and my grades are suffering for it. My fathers dream is for me to become a law student and I can't imagine how upset he would be if I fail let alone get kicked out. I was thinking so hard that when Mr. Weinstein spoke I nearly fell out of my chair.
"Stephanie..." He said looking over his notes. "This is not good for you, you realize that don't you?"
I nod my head in shame. "I'm sorry sir, I can't help myself."
"Of course you can't," He smirks, GOD I HATE IT WHEN HE DOES THAT! Was he being sarcastic or does he know something I don't?
"It won't happen again! I swear it this time!" I say panicked a little.
"Of course it won't, you said that each time I caught you up to what... about five times ago?" He looks at me; I get the chills when he does. He is down right spooky looking. I have no reply to this. Honestly I would not blame him if he threw the book at me and screamed at me to get out of his room. Instead he does something completely different.
"Where did you see this?" He turns my book to face me and points to a dark figure I had sketched earlier.
"In a dream Sir." I reply, why would he even ask? Out of all the fairies, skulls, dragons and other small artifacts I had drawn on the sides of my paper he points to a small dark and simple figure.
When I look up at him his face frightens me, his eyes were completely different and yet I had seen them somewhere before. They were a deep magenta color almost like old blood.
As soon as I gasped and blinked the color and intensity was gone from them.
"What is the matter Ms. Star?" He asks calmly.
"N-n-nothing sir, just fell back a little" Was I imagining things?
"Very well then, you are dismissed but seeing that you have no valuable notes in this book I will dispose of it myself. I want you to report to my class tomorrow with a clean notebook AND a clean mind, Understood?"
"Yes thank you sir!" I hurry out of the room with my bag slung out over my shoulder. Da.mn it! Now I have to buy a new book, I bit my tongue before I curse aloud. Oh well I guess it is off to the supply store on campus...