As they were marching down the hall, Ethan made an abrupt stop, gawking at Stephanie. "Skip classes?", he uttered, obviously taken aback by her sudden decision. If anything, he knew her to be very devoted with the classes she took. The boy stroke his chin, carefully taking into consideration the girl's suggestion. He wasn't even aware that he had invaded her personal space just earlier. "I don't know. The principal's got me in his shit list. I'm gonna need a solid pretext if I want to skip classes today.", he spoke, only then realizing that he probably should have steered away from the 's' word. He scratched his neck, still pondering. He had already made up his mind about whether to answer Stephanie's question with a yes or no; it was a yes, but he still needed an excuse to get a pass from the school's staff. After a couple more minutes characterized by Ethan stroking his hairless chin, he finally said;

"Fine. Let's do it.", traces of determination detected in his tone. "I have come up with no solid excuse as of yet, but we'll see how it goes.", and with that said, he marched past Stephanie and into the Art Class.

The Art teacher hadn't shown up yet, so that was good. Another absent note and he'd probably get expelled, which was something he tried to avoid, especially now that he'd found a good friend. He casually sat in his seat and then placed his tools down; a pencil, a bunch of A3 sheets and a set of water colors.