Finally,it-was-the-end-of-second-class.The-bell-rang-and-Jess-leapt-from-
her-seat.The-teacher-glared-at-her,he-knew-she-had-not-been-paying-
attention-and-was-doodling-all-class.Jess-gave-him-a-piece-of-paper-that-
had-drawings-of-her-friends-on-it-mixed-with-scribbled-down-notes-of-his-
lecture.
"I-thought-that-if-I-was-to-actually-listen-to-your-boring-speech-about-Leo-DaVinci-
and-Picasso,That-I-should-make-it-more-artistic-than-you-would
-have-ever-dared-sir.I-only-wanted-to-express-my-artistic-abilities-and-
harness-them-for-possible-future-use-Ididn't-mean-to-offend-you."She-gave-
him-a-fake-smile-then-snatched-her-paper-back-and-walked-calmly-out-of-
the-room,leaving-the-art-teacher-dumbstruck.
She-went-to-the-history-class'-door-and-waited-for-Justin.