[center][color=aba000][h1]Samuel N. Childers[/h1]
[h2]September 4th, 2015 || Day One[/h2][/color][/center]

From out in the miasma of boredom and monotony came Ava's hand, which delivered a crudely drawn image to Sam's desk. This drawing seemed to contain one of life's great mysteries: What in the world had Ava drawn? At first glance, it seemed like a poorly drawn, malformed dog, but there was no way that anyone could draw a dog that badly. Sam ultimately concluded that Ava had drawn a massive dysfunctional salamander, which somehow made much more sense than a dog.

Sam's contemplation of the drawing was cut short by his phone, which vibrated in his pocket. The bored teen pulled his phone out of his pocket, and checked the text that Wil had just sent him, before returning his phone to its rightful place. He wanted Sam to leave early, and Sam was entirely willing. Of course, in typical Wil fashion, Sam's friend walked up to the biology room's window, and produced his middle finger, all while the Teacher wasn't looking. Sam heard several students try, and fail, to hold in laughter.

Though, if Sam was going to ditch, he felt slightly bad for Ava, so he decided to invite her along. He didn't bother to Text Wil, as he was sure that his friend would be fine with him bringing Ava along. So, Sam took his pencil to the speech bubble above the dysfunctional salamander, wrote his message, and returned the terrible drawing to its creator.

The message read:[color=aba000]"Wilson wants me to ditch. You're free to come along, just leave a minute or two after me." [/color]

 Luckily enough for Sam, he had left all of his stuff in his locker, bringing only an inconsequential notebook and a pencil to his biology class, which he felt fine with leaving behind. Sam silently got up, walked to the front of the room, asked to use the restroom, and walked out to meet Wil. Once outside, Sam whispered to Wil.
 
[color=aba000] "Hey, I invited my friend, Ava, to come along. I was hoping you wouldn't mind."[/color]