[Austin runs mile]

Jake heard his teacher say that in their individual books that she'd picked out, we had to read chapters 4-9. Great! He thought in his head, sarcastically. He settled up against a wall in teh room, and began reading. His teacher had picked out a terrible book, and it was sort of girly. It was this diary about the holocaust, only girls keep diraries number one, and two no one reads historical fiction books, and like them!

[Lindi types]

Tess p*censored*ed a note to Dylan, it said: 'Talk to me after cl*censored*.' She was going to tell him something, and she was very nervous about it. They had become very good friends, and she was happy about that, but she wanted to take it to the next level. Should she?

Dylan was about to uncrumple the note, but a sharp glare from Mr. Borcump unsettled him.  He'd wait until after clas.s.  Or later, at least.

Shay's Social Studies clas.s, including Sarah, took turns reading pas.sages out of the Asia Book.  Then, they got to work on their as.signment. [This part was for Shay and Sarah, k?]

Cole had messed up on his nose.  "Eww, that looks like a butt cheek," one of his friends teased jokingly.  Their table group laughed, including Cole.

(Well... according to your last post, -pokes- , Angel and Jazz were in the car and they were driving to school.  Alex and Taro, however, -pokes a second time- , are the ones that are already at school.

But you can just say that Alex, Taro, Angel, and Jazz are all in their clas.ses.  In your post, put which clas.ses they are in.  If Angel is in Cole's clas.s [Art] , then Cole can glance over at her.  But you have to say where all of them are. ^^' )

Angel sat by herself, alone. She was sketching, and it looked really good. She brushed back her hair, knowing it was falling in her face.

Jazz was in Cole's group.

Alex and Taro were at the gym. The coach was talking about something.

(Also, at the gym, they are doing the mile run right now. c: )

Cole looked over at Angel's picture.  She was in the only group of two tables, since the other two broke, apparently. Or something.  The other person who sat there was sick, he guessed.  Angel's sketch was good, though.  Looking at his own, Cole knew it didn't look as well as Angel's.  "You know, you're a better artist than I am," he said to her, smiling.

ANgel kind of jumped in surprise. " Oh..Thanks. Yours is good too." she commented. ANgel's hair started to drift to her face, which it always did when she blushed. Her cheeks were struck with a line of light pink as the boy talked to her.

Alex and Taro ran. (( FAIL XD))

Jazz smirked. ANgel was her sister, she knew her inside out. She knew Angel was screaming inside.

"Thanks," Cole said.  "I appreciate it."  With a small smile, he turned back to his table to finish his drawing.  It was due today - in-clas.s.

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Finishing up, Cole looked over his picure.  A, maybe A-,  he thought.  It was good enough, since his overall grade would stay at an A.  Smiling, he went to go get some colored pencils.  "Ah-ah-ahh," Ms. Travik scolded.  "Tomorrow we're going to color.  I'll have to tell you how.  Back to your seat."  Cole was ushered back.  Why did they have to be taught how to use colored pencils?  Didn't they already know?  He sighed a discontented sigh.  Then he put his drawing about in his art folder.

Austin p*censored*ed the finish line, he had beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, he wiped then off, and sat down, hunching over. He tried to catch his breath, at least he got a good time, 4:00.

[Lindi types]

Tess noticed Dylan didn't open the note, once the teacher made a stern look at the two of them, she's have done the same. She looked down at her desk.

[jake reads]