 Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
None of this made sense.
Even less sense than it had when she'd seen the Professor at the beginning of the class.
So much for keeping her head on straight this time and staying calm. The classroom was just getting louder ... and louder and louder. It was ridiculous. Clara shot wide eyes at Toby and Sophie, then at Eden and Puck (who'd been shut in a CLOSET, of all things) and then to Professor ... Captain ... and Peter Pan? This was madness and she wasn't sure she could cope with it any more. She couldn't even focus on her sketches any longer, the noise was crushing her making it impossible to concentrate.
So ... she did what she typically did when she needed quiet and calm ... she searched for Gabe. Automatically. Without giving it a second thought. Avoiding any and ALL flying food. Hopefully he could make sense of it ... give her support ... or even give her that push to leave the classroom. It didn't take long in her hypersensitive state to spot him and she moved over to him immediately, perching on a free desk next to him. "Pssst. Gabe." She hoped he wouldn't blow her off or anything like that, that wouldn't help her at all and he KNEW that. "What's going on?" She half-whispered above the noise.
Whatever it was, she hated it.
Last edited by natekka; 10-06-2014 at 04:50 PM.
Reason: typos, wooo
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