Eyes following Mr. Hansen as he left the room, Steph was both surprised and relieved that a party didn't spontaneously break out in the class. However, the art lot weren't that rowdy, although she knew it would be more talking than working in this double lesson.
"Well... I have some fake blood." She said quietly, sitting back properly on her chair and beginning to sharpen her pencil, then couldn't help but smile. "Only now do I realize how strange that sounds out loud. I actually made some of this stuff." She explained to Ethan, placing her pencil back down and digging through her bag, pawing through about 3 dog-eared paperback novels, a tangle of wires from her headphones, and various art things and receipts and whatnot, she finally pulled out a tube of red liquid. It looked remarkably like blood, although the consistency was a bit off when it was cool - however, heat it up for a bit, and you've got yourself some pretty damn good blood. 
"I made it one day when I was out of red paint. I can't remember exactly what I put in it... I'm sure golden syrup was one of the ingredients. Anyways, it sucks as paint, but it's pretty awesome for blood." She said, giving the tube to Ethan with an almost mischievous grin. She'd used it more than once when the crowds got a bit too rowdy for her liking - or if one of the boys got a bit too close in PE.
"We'll just give you a ''nosebleed'' once the lesson is over. That'll give you a decent excuse to leave - the nurse won't let you stay long if it's really flowing." The school nurse was notorious for just being terrible. She was squeamish at the sight of blood or broken bones, she didn't know how to deal with various maladies, and wasn't qualified - or just mentally unable - to give injections or even eye drops. The silly bint even put a bandage on a kid when he burnt his arm in tech class. Fair to say, his parents weren't happy when they took it off when he got home - it seems medical personnel need to know that bandages on burns will just take any new skin off with it. Ouch.
"I don't have many problems with attendance - and my Dad's not around that much to find out I bunked off, so I'll just skip without an excuse." She added, then paused, thinking on her words. She liked to avoid bringing up her parents as much as possible. Shifting around uncomfortably in her chair, she began her sketch of Ethan, hoping he wouldn't read into her comment about her Dad too much.