All was quiet during the class, and throughout the design school there was a general lull in chatter. The squeak of the marker running across the white board could be heard as Elette drew arrows that represented story arcs.
Becky brought the can of demon to her lips slowly, paying half attention. Izak watched. His heart beat quickening. Would he hold back and let this opportunity go to waste? No he wasn’t. As she brought the can to her lips, already smelling the sweet scent of suga- “NOOOOO!”
When asked about the outburst I simply said I wanted to scare the crap out of her. Our teacher, Elette was able to use the ruckus to illustrate a point and all was right with the world.
Hey check it out, the kids must have been watching Home Alone or something.