"None of your business." Was out of her lips before her mind could bury it. This boy was irritating her and Kyra found she didn't wish to be near him anymore. "Do [i]forgive[/i] me for not knowing of you, I tend to ignore people who annoy others and insult them." At the move he made, she watched as a name came into view from the side of the desk. She ignored his introduction in favor of sighing softly, a faint throbbing beginning in her temples. 

"Sure, I'll gladly forget about this. Do enjoy your day asshole." Were hissed through her lips as she grabbed her bag and rose from her seat. At the sound of her name, she glanced up and focused her gaze on the board. "The year the war started is wrong, sir. It's 1964 not 1961." She offered blandly, pausing to glance back at the boy that she really wanted to punch. 

Setting her books down and taking a breath, she relaxes hee tense muscles and offers him a sickly-sweet smile. "Like I care, have a good day, your majesty." Her voice was quiet but clipped, sitting down ad ignoring everyone around her, Kyra set down her notebook and continue to write out the notes. Tucking a strand for blonde hair behind her ear, she reopened her textbook and began to read the chapter on her own. She wasn't usually like this, snappy and tired, though to be honest she'd rather be home. 

[i]And to believe it's just first class...[/i] Another sigh left her lips as her pen twirls between her fingers. [@Mae]