Lesson One

As Tiger walked inside the classroom, the first thing people saw was her bright hair. She flipped it over her shoulder and smiled at everyone. She sat down at a desk in the middle, the best place. You could see everyone, and they could see you. She leaned back in her chair and pulled out her favorite shiny green notebook.

Holding the notebook against the desk, she grabbed her favorite pencil out of her bag as well and began doodling. Swirls, people, characters, stars... anything she could think of. Drawing was so fun, it just let her do something.

After awhile, Tiger stopped paying attention to what she was drawing and began thinking. There's a dance coming up... she thought. I wonder if I should go with anyone. I could be independent and go by myself to prove that you don't have to have a date, but I do want to go with someone. Eh, I guess if I see someone who's nice enough, I'll ask them to go with me.

Tiger looked down at her notebook, where she'd been drawing without thinking. Ooh, the swirl she'd drawn without realizing was awesome!

Samaki entered the classroom and stared around. He didn't know anyone there, and why should he? He Had only just arrived at the school. The first person he noticed was a girl sitting down in the middle of the classroom. She stood out from the others because of her strikingly bright hair. Sam wasn't going to talk to her, or anyone unless for that matter, unless they talked to him first. He quietly sat himself down in the corner, away from everybody else, and waited for the lesson to begin

Tiger smiled at the girl who had sat next to her. "Thanks!" she whispered back. "But I'm really not that good, I just doodle! What's your name? I'm Tiger."

Aike glances though his hair at Sam when he takes the seat next to him. Leaning back, crossing his arms, and ignoring the rest of the happenings, Aike lets his hair fall infront of his face, closes his eyes, and starts falling asleep.

Sam looked at the boy sitting next to him and wondered if he should wake him up or not. He decided not too. Sam sat there wondering when class would start. He started to wonder what book the teacher was reading.

He could be reading anything

Samaki thought. He decided to go and see what he was reading. He waited until he thought no-one was looking, then turned invisible and crept silently towards the teachers desk. He peered over at what the book was, and in doing so, lost his footing and fell onto the teacher.

Ezmerelda walked in with a black and red plaid skirt a black button up blouse and a silver necklace around her neck.She sighed and addressed herself,"Ezmerelda Verendez please excuse my lateness." she took a seat behind Samaki and opened her books.

After sitting back in his place and appologizing to the teacher Samaki realized that instead of being out of the way of everyone else, he was infact next to two random strangers. Sam got worried as the classroom began to get fuller and hoped he wouldn't be noticed by anyone else. He hated talking to other people. He always managed to say the wrong things and offend other people. He would have to just go withe the flow if anyone began a conversation with him.

She sighed shook her head at disapproval of the page in the book and turned it then smiling she had found what she needed.

Samaki thought about what he could do to pass the time whilst he waited. He decided to draw a picture (even though he was terrible at art). He began to draw the teachers face but got a bit carried away with the nose, so decided to change the picture into a witch. Whilst drawing the body, he got the proportions so badly mixed up, it looked more like a pregnant hippo than anything else so he scribbled it all out in fustration.