Kenzies POV

The teacher looked up from his desk, then slowly returned to the laptop screen. Charlotte grunted, then tore out a sheet of paper from her binder. She balled it up and threw it at the girl, hissing, "Shut up...!". I smiled at charlotte and explained to jack what notes were and how to do it. He writing...wasn't good..  But it wasn't bad either so thats good. Charlotte glanced over at the board and realized that the writing changed, so she jotted down the notes before pulling out her drawing and continuing to work on it. Jack noticed Charlotte draw and whispered loudly, "hey charlote.. What are you doing?" He asked curiously. Also its funny when he can't say 'Mark' and 'Charlotte' right. Charlotte smiled slightly at the mispronunciation of her name. "I'm drawing," she replied in a hushed voice. "What are you 'darwing'?" Jack asked. "Drawing," Charlotte correctly politely, then revealed the picture of a wolf. "It's a wolf.". "oh, Cool!" Jack said trying to be nice. He didn't know what a wolf was so that means I have to tell him what a wolf is when we get home. "Thanks," was all Charlotte said before she returned to drawing. Her feet slowly and barely kicked back and forth underneath the desk. The bell rung, I got up and grabbed my stuff. Jack got out of his seat and ran over to me like a duckling running to its duck momma. ohhhh boy