(Kinda gonna poof Snow in)

 Snow leaned back in his seat with a lazy sigh. "Come on" he groaned, anxious to leave already. He had a tooth pick in his mouth. He then heard the bell ring and he stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder. His hair was messy, but he could care less. He brushed his hair back with his hand and he walked out the door without a word. Snow then went to his locker and leaned against it to waste time.