Lesson 3 ~ 3rd years

Adam walked into the creative arts classroom. He took a seat and waited for people to come in. This was boring, always showing up first and waiting for people to come in to learn what lesson they'll be learning. Adam sat back and sighed. Adam wondered what would happen when Tobias found out about Quinn. They haven't spoken but they are still some what together still.

Marucs basically skipped towards Creative Arts. His good mood wasn't going to be kicked in any way or form - then again, it usually isn't. The third year found his way to class, realizing he was the second one to arrive. With a slight smile, he removed his guitar from his back and took a seat in the back, saying a polite hello before taking out his materials for class. Marcus's grades in that particular class, hadn't been the best compared to his other lessons. So the boy took it upon himself and promised that he would try his best to higher his grade.

Camille walked happily to Creative Arts, her thoughts away from her friend for once. That was one class she loved and nothing would get her down- well, not most things.

She saw Marcus and Adam and waved at them, letting her hair down from her ponytail and walking to the mirror to check if it was alright- you could never be too sure after Equitation.

It was strange not being the only Adam, but he thought it was fun. That way if the professor only used their first name he could pretend like he didn't know it was him that was being talked to. Smiling as he came into the class he took a seat leaning back and crossing his legs as he laced his hands behind his head. He liked this class. Maybe it had something to do with his mother's professor or because this class didn't seem like work but play. Giving the other three a jaunty wave, he softly whistled as he waited for the class to begin.

Em walked to class. She was so empty she didn't want to speak to anyone. She sat down and shut her eyes.