I sit, my head in my hand and my mind nowhere near where it should be. I should be listening to the teacher talk, but the metronome voice with the combination of a boring topic has no sense of attraction to me. I look outside gazing at the good view of green mountains and the trees swaying slightly side to side. I sway with them, maybe mimicking their motions will help me be like them. Mysterious, underappreciated, but for those who do appreciate they do it unconditionally. That's how I want to be, it’s better than being alone and having no motivation. Just one friend, one source of light is better than anything and I will even kill to have that. But then, It’s a lot easier to embrace the alluring world, when you just take a second to look, when you aren’t more interested in what your friend thinks of her new desk partner; when you would sacrifice a small part of your day, just to look. My teacher notices my disregard for him and sternly yells while stiffening his face 

“And what do you think, Lia?”. I change from looking outside to directly at him I 

“ What was the question again?”, I ask mimicking his metronome tone

“Well, Lia, maybe you should have been paying attention,” the teacher says, puffing up his chest. In realization of how much taller I made him stand, I unconsciously rebel

“ Well then, I guess I disagree,”. He scoffs at the sounds of disagreement and turns around continuing to write on the chalkboard. 

“ Get out of my classroom, if you aren’t willing to pay attention then you aren’t allowed here”. I calmly shut my textbook and pack up my stuff. As I walk out, someone walks out with me. I notice and turn around, we interlock eyes for seconds; taking a deep breath I turn around to leave.