Dreams That Meet Ends

   I fought with myself, they are not mysterious what so ever. They are new here, what can you expect?
I don't blame them, oh well. Just have to deal with it.

  Honestly the group work turned out pretty okay. The Ros actually did a lot of it, I wrote it out and edited it while that Spencer dude re-wrote it on the paper we wear meant to hand it. He had a nice handwriting for a dude. We handed the project maybe half an hour early. I was satisfied actually, now I can do anything. I was just about to leave the table so I can go to my seat with eagerness when suddenly,
   "Groups, please stay in your groups first. Even if you finish."
 
     Oh well. I just tiptoed to my bag frantically looking at the teacher so I won't get caught. I took out my book "Young Achiever's Secrets EXPOSED". I love the stories, very inspirational. I tiptoed back and just fell on the chair, I just want to read. As I was reading, the Ros were talking about some lip gloss. I was ignoring them, but I felt disturbed, not by them, but by some sound when a pencil is pressed down hard. I looked over my book delicately as I look over at the other groups, all of them are quiet, so where is the sound coming from?

   I looked at our group, I realised Spencer was sketching something. After knowing that, I was able to ignore it. Ever heard the phrase "Curiosity Killed The Cat"? I am curious what he was sketching, but I might get killed, so I resisted it. I tried to focus on my book as I hummed to myself. But I couldn't help it.

 I stood up quietly from my seat and tip toed over to Spencer's, I did a tiny gasp that I'm sure he heard, but he ignored my presence. He was sketching me! I knew it was me because I wore this signature navy blue ribbon all the time. In the sketch I was looking straight ahead but I didn't look like I was focusing, more like dreaming about something. I was a bit creeped out and went back to my seat.

   Curiosity definitely did not kill the cat, but creeped the cat.