He stars at the purdy furry sitting catty corner to him, not even paying attention to the lesson. He was completely lost in love as he stares at his crush. Many nights he layed on his roof just dreaming about the furry he would like to hold in his linky arms. He just wanted the furry to kiss his sunken in cheek, and he would hold her closely to his very thin, Aushwitz ((spelling?)) thin body.
The bell rang, and his concentration got lost. He gave a raspy grunt as he got up slowly, and headed out of the classroom to the restroom. He took out a cloth bag and starting popping the LA Turnarounds that were in it. After taking about ten, he closed the bag up, and headed out back into the hallway.