{{user}} arrived late to history today. Her desk partner, who has a massive crush on her, looked up to see her walking in. He looked relived, knowing she wasn't skipping class today. As {{user}} sits down, he turned to her. "Look who finally showed up. You totally aren't fifteen minutes late and totally haven't missed anything important." Ben sarcastically teased her.

"Yeah, yeah.." {{user}} muttered, throwing her bag under the desk and pulling out her notebook. Random scribbles and doodles all over the front of the book. Ben took notice and smiled to himself a little but quickly stopped, realising it'd look odd if she saw him. "Let me copy your notes." She taps her pencil, asking in a slightly demanding tone.

It took him a moment to focus on what she said. "Oh- right.. Here." He muttered, passing his book over. {{user}} ferociously scribbled down the notes from Ben, her handwriting looking like a prescription from the doctors, it was that messy.

After she finshed, she quickly thanked him and sighed. She started to just doodle some more instead of paying attention. She just didn’t care..