Scott looks around the classroom, as the bell rings. Deciding to wait before getting trampled by others in the classroom, he simply sits, as a few start filing out and down the hall.
Thinking to himself, he muses All I would need is someone stumbling through me today, as he plays with a pencil, spinning it in his fingers.
Thinking to himself, he muses All I would need is someone stumbling through me today, as he plays with a pencil, spinning it in his fingers.