I wanted to name him Foster, but I was out-voted. x3 }
Jason started to doodle again, as he usually did. This time it was a picture of a large, dying tree with a girl sitting underneath it with a book in her lap and a large husky-looking dog sprawled out on the ground next to her. He payed no attention to Hanna, or the teacher.
Sorry. P: It's hard for me to type with Buddy on my lap. :D
His arm brushes against hers by accident or something
We skip to Drama, where they have to start practicing
Um... A jock/geek/someone starts talking to Jason/Hanna
The teacher suggests group work, and they get stuck together. Again.
Teacher calls on Hanna, and Jason whispers the answer under his breath or something, which make Hanna feel offended, causing them to argue. ( "I could have answered myself!" )
Jason's arm accidentally brushed against Hanna's as he stroked his pencil carefully while shading the girl's hair. He said nothing, only shifting away from her slightly as he continued to draw. Every hair on his body stood on end, electricity coursing through him.
"What?" Jason snapped, nearly breaking his pencil in half as his grip tightened. He was in a foul mood at the moment; mostly because he'd managed to mess up his entire school year in one day. His eyes stayed on his paper, away from Hanna's eyes.
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