Ken was staring at them, again. He really should be paying attention to the lesson, but how could he? They were incredible. The teacher couldn’t put them near Ken and expect him to pay attention to class.

Ken’s daydream was cut short by the teacher, she stood in front of his desk and cleared her throat. Suddenly their eyes were on Ken and now they knew he was staring.

Ken quickly looked away, he turned to the teacher and smiled sheepishly. “oh, sorry, Mrs. Martinez.” Ken said.