Zoey blows on her notebook, the Graphite blowing away to the floor. Revealing a drawing of a Clicker from The Last Of Us. Although she spots a small issue with one of the mushrooms, she knows her eraser will just smudge the drawing instead of erasing. So she ends up shrugging it off. Too focused on herself and her drawing to listen to the teacher in class. She usually doesn't do this, but it's just Photography, she does that all the time, she isn't missing anything. And she's been doing this more the past month. Her song ends in her headphones, and she reaches into the pocket of her burnt orange flannel covering her white tank top, before realizing her phone is in the pocket of her black ripped jeans. Reaching in there and grabbing her Google pixel 4a. Kicking her feet in her dirty white converses as she looks at her screen. Her face reflected on it, looking back on herself a little. Her pale skin, green eyes, her hair in that messy bun. As always. She scrolls, looking over some TV Girl, Billie Eilish, Mazzy Star, and Lana Del Ray on her Spotify playlist. Before noticing someone at her table, too focused on her music to notice originally. Screaming a little, and chucking her phone. Thankfully catching it.

Zoey: Holy shi- you can't just sneak up on a girl like that! Why you even here? There's like 5 other seats in the whole classroom