"what are you drawing?"a friend of mine asked as she looked over my shoulder curious again to see a very detailed version of a shaded circle I did in math class.

"Still a circle."I said moving my hands so she could see it again. I usually had trouble in math and ended up drawing all over my work.but you don't pick up a snake before asking 'is it harmless?'.

She just opened her mouth in an O before continuing her work. Inspiration is everywhere.

I can't work anyway since I have another couple of idiots behind me that won't shut up and one I hate pacing odd glances as though to say 'i know what your doing.your wierd.how much longer before she says something random again.'

In all honesty I do that on purpose.breaks tension along with creating it.

Sam texted me earlier today about a get together.she was going to bring a few of her friends with her. I sighed slightly knowing what was comming.drama.love. heartbreak.
The three things I advoid but I enjoy watching it when it's not me.

I glance at tbe clock seeing five minutes left.i grin knowing what I was about to do as I slowly raised my hand.

Mrs.morgan looked up from her computer. "Yes Elizabeth?"she said in that teacher knkw it all voice that people somehow like. *Sarcasm*

"Never cuddle a cuddle fish."I stated matter of factly meeting her gaze straight on as though to say I have done so and it is no fun. I never cuddled one anyway.Not that I was going to.

The class groans as I put my hand back down on my desk giving that dumb clueless blond look I have managed for so many years.

Mission accomplished.

The bell rings a moment later and I grab my bag and stuff my work in my binder filing in with the other kids eager to get to Sam's house for the night. I just need to get there.