[center][h1][color=green]Miles Payton[/color][/h1] [img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8j66wqcDD1ql64wto1_500.gif[/img] 
[I]Location: Homeroom[/i]
[i]Interaction: Not exactly anyone.[/i][/center]
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Miles sighed as he sat in his chair. In Homeroom, he had really never do anything besides read one of his books. Unfortunately, on that note, he didn't bring a book with him to read. Which just left him to his normal boredom. He had put on his contact lenses that morning,  just to spice it up from him usually wearing his thick black glasses. Miles tapped the desk in front of him as he waited for the time to pass by.

Miles had heard the others speak and talk about to the others, as he looked around. He didn't really know his group, and didn't really care to know them at all. They all seemed... what's the word? He didn't exactly think of them as uninteresting, but in a way, he guessed they were. At least, uninteresting to him for now. Miles didn't really get a long with people, and even though most of the group were intelligent and clever, they still just seemed boring and dull.

"[color=green]When is Homeroom gonna end...?[/color]" Miles muttered in a soft quiet groan. He shifted his position in his seat, his boring and somber expression wide and visible across his face. Miles scratched the back of his head, and yawned loudly.

He didn't mean to be that loud with his yawn, but it was too late to take it back. He shifted his eyes across the room to make sure no one was staring at him. Even though he couldn't see it, he was sure someone was staring at him. Oops.