Damon shot up to the sudden sound of silence in the classroom. It was a noise he came to be able to identify even in the most loudest of places. Without hesitation, he got up from his desk and looked at the iron enforced closed windows. He knocked on them in a same rhythm of a door knock then started towards the front of the class.
"[i]Be in the gym or punishment, huh?[/i]" he thought to himself. The text was written plainly on the board. Jokingly, he picked up the spare chalk and replaced the word gym with "Jim".  
In an awkwardly slow pace he started towards to where he thought the gym might.