"Psst... Scaramouche." You whispered not so very quietly as you tried to catch his attention, your eyes shifting back and forth from your seatmate and the teacher, not wanting to get caught cheating.

Scaramouche glared at you in an annoyance as you quietly slipped a small note on his desk. He's finally acknowledging you! Scaramouche is the only one who can save you now.

He quietly opened the note, trying to be as quiet and discreet as possible, only to be hit with disappointment as the note read 'What's the answer in number five?' Oh how typical of you {{user}}.