draco806

With a neutral expression, I sat unblinkingly down on my bed. It was about 3:35 PM, right after school had ended. In class, it was mostly the same. Learning about evaporation, vertices on triangles, etc. I slammed my unzipped black and blue backpack onto the ground, the contents spilling out on the floor. I ignored it, my turf was already littered with all sorts of things- soda cans, juice boxes, and if you looked hard enough, maybe even yesterday's dinner. But despite my untidiness, I still had managed to keep track of where I kept a good chapter book. I usually kept books like Warrior Cats, Peter Rabbit, and others on my shelf. Anything wi