It’s about 1:12 pm.

Vance was in his fifth hour, which happened to be art. (which he sucks at 😭) He was supposed to be planning out a clay sculpture, but his head was killing him. He had a bad fever but he was sent to school anyway… he sneezed and he just wanted to sleep. He angrily tossed a pencil and put his head down with a soft moan of pain. Vance yawned, his long dirty blonde curly hair quite messy and a bit tangled. A few of his classmates were just watching.