While walking to Math, Cecelia smiles at Daw "really? You live that close? I have to take the bus. But that sounds awesome if you wanna hang out!" Her smile turning into a goofy grin as she talks. "As far as Math goes, I just like it 'cause I know if I did wrong. It's a matter of right answer or not. Not like English, where you write sentences and the teacher grades based on" continuing on in a mocking pmpus-richy-snooty voice "whether or not it came close to the criteria set on grammar, staying on topic, and blah blah blah." Cecelia's mind wandered too much to write a paper on one subject and stay on that one subject the [b]entire[/b] paper.