Mire heard someone whisper to him that the person he was trying to talk to was just a statue. Feeling heat rush into his face, he followed the older boy to the table.
[i]So much for my dramatic entrance. Everybody probably thinks I'm an idiot now.[/i] Mire thought, embarrassed. He doubted he could get away with any sort of an excuse. What was done was done. He still couldn't stop thinking he was a complete and total idiot, though. A statue! A stinking [i]statue[/i]! Why hadn't he paid attention?
He sat down on an empty seat and looked at the floor. If it were possible, Mire would have disappeared and never come back.