Eyes flicking from the board to the male who sat quietly in the desk beside her own, gray-blue eyes narrowed before glancing away. His reaction to her drawings was odd and for some reason she wanted to comfort him. They just met and she wanted to soothe him and she didn't know why. Rising to her feet and taking off the moment the bell rang, booted feet absently guided her to her next class. 

The notebook she'd tucked under her arm seemed to weigh heavily as she entered her Art class. Sighing softly and taking her seat, she absently places her sketchbook on her desk and takes a few moments to breath. She knew she shouldn't of come today, people were acting odd. [@SomeoneSomewere]