Kid looks pretty bored next to me, but I'm impressed that he hasn't tried to skip the lesson yet. "We have art next, apparently art class here is really fun," I whisper.
I shrug my shoulders. "I hope so." I start watching the teacher who was wearing an uneven skirt and a half cream and half black jacket. I tap the desk angrily and whisper. "The asymmetry is making me mad..."
I sit with my legs crossed under the table all lesson. By the time the bell rings at the end of the lesson, I've lost all feeling in the leg that's underneath.
I stand up, and almost fall back down into my chair again. Well this is a little awkward... I think putting all of my weight onto my left leg to try to make the feeling return to it.