Arty sat in the car rolling his earbuds through his fingers and litening to his parents drone on about school, "You really need to work on your grades in social studies!" Arty nodded pretty uncaringly, "Yeah I know mom." She nodded softly and gave him one of her award winning courtroom smiles, "You be good at school today son." When the word son came up it made Arty sick, "Yes mother." As they pulled up, Arty climbed out of the car and walked up to his two friends and as he did every day handed them the scetches of them he had drawn from memory of the day before, "You like em?" The pictures were so well done that they lookedalmost real. "The noses are a bit off i think...but better than yesterday."