Only those who signed up are aloud. Wall me if you would like to join in. *As I walk down the hall, a sign catches my eye. It says,
* I quickly skim the paper, noting that there is a school dance coming up in a few weeks. The bell rings and I quickly realize that I'm going to be late.
I arrive at the university with my helicopter landing on the landing zone I had the school make. I walk out in a casual black vest, dark grey dress shirt, and white tie that was made in France specifically for me.
-I smile back then notice a helicopter fly pass the window- well tony's here ( when I do italics I'm thinking in my head)
( how doyou do italics? ) I pull out a spare piece of paper and begin to draw, not paying attention to the professor.
[Same.] I walk in the school with my two bestfriends since pre-school, one the former president's grandson and the other, the son of a famous painter. A girl offers her baking of a cake but I ignore it and walk past her, as if she's non-existent. I walk in my class and sits in my seat in the middle of the back row.
I think to myself, 'Damn. Tony looks hot today.. I wonder if he knows I exist..' I continue to gaze out the window.
I put my feet up on my desk, playing a game on my phone. The teacher only looks at me but doesn't do anything. I get frustrated because I lost on it so I throw the phone on my desk.
My friends that I mentioned earlier, Jason and Nick look at me saying that the teacher's glaring at me. I look at the teacher's angry expression and I tilt my head slightly at him. "What do you want?" The teacher clears his throat and continues teaching. I sigh and look out the window.
I get a look from Bridget and I sigh. I address the teacher, "Hey teach. Sorry 'bout that." I give Bridget the 'are you happy now?' look.