Post by Devon Lafeyette on Aug 19, 2012 13:47:45 GMT -5
This was odd he never understood why art class was required in school, not to say he didn't enjoy it but he had better things to do then to stay after school for goofing off in art class. It was a paint spill, not like it was intentional, but it happened and now he was forced to skip soccer to clean. White basket ball shorts, and a black shirt with a white Jordan symbol on it was the outfit of the day. His black and white Jordan Slide on sandals dragged across the floors of the hall ways til he made to to the art room. Devon reached for the handle and opened it slowly seeing no one, he shrugged and walked over to the teachers desk. Spinny chair! Was the first thing on his mind as he sat down and spun around and around, being a teacher couldn't be that bad, Dev never understood why they complained so much.
The chair came to a stop but the room was still spinning and he smiled getting up staggering around a bit. He grabbed the chalk board for balance and he head the door open. He was no longer alone. Devon smiled and closed his sunrise eyes trying to stop the room from spinning and when he opened them he was unsure if a teacher had joined him so he grabbed the chalk erasers and walked over to the window and started to clamp them together. The smoke filled is nose and he coughed a bit, but acting like he was doing something was more important then the chalk fumes that filled his nose. Once done he turned around to see a girl. Devon smiled his dimples sinking in and he walked over putting the erasers on the edge of the board. "What brings you here?" He asked turning around to face the girl. Devon was a cheery person he loved making new friends so why not enjoy his detention with company. "I'm Devon by the way, What's you name chika?" He offered his name with a smile, hoping the other would return the favor.
[/font][/size]The chair came to a stop but the room was still spinning and he smiled getting up staggering around a bit. He grabbed the chalk board for balance and he head the door open. He was no longer alone. Devon smiled and closed his sunrise eyes trying to stop the room from spinning and when he opened them he was unsure if a teacher had joined him so he grabbed the chalk erasers and walked over to the window and started to clamp them together. The smoke filled is nose and he coughed a bit, but acting like he was doing something was more important then the chalk fumes that filled his nose. Once done he turned around to see a girl. Devon smiled his dimples sinking in and he walked over putting the erasers on the edge of the board. "What brings you here?" He asked turning around to face the girl. Devon was a cheery person he loved making new friends so why not enjoy his detention with company. "I'm Devon by the way, What's you name chika?" He offered his name with a smile, hoping the other would return the favor.
