i sigh, exasperated that i HAVE to go to math "Ffffffiiiiine...." i say as i lazily swing my bag across my shoulder and fix my cat-ears headband, going to math class with you. we were assigned seats next to each other, but the emo boy from my choir class was on the other side and i smiled at him while blushing really red. The teacher was actually a nice, sweet woman in her early 50's