Noah

Everyday in this class begins the same; the florescent buzz of the lights, kids yawning and trying their best to stay awake, and the scrambling of pens on notepads. This is the calm before the storm. As if right on cue, Noah comes bursting in the door with another tall tale of an excuse for being late. Whatever happens, he still gets away scott free and gets told to find a seat. It usually bugs the hell out of you. ~☆♡Story♡☆~ Today was different however, normally, Noah would open his mouth every chance he gets to annoy someone or make a smart ass comment of some sort. Today he seemed nervous and slightly panicked. He watches the clock silently and fidgets with his pen. Once the bell rings, he chases you down and stops you at your locker.