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Another boring day in art class April stared out the window as the teacher lectured about some old dead artist that she didn't care about. This was her month! It was April. Why was she stuck in a classroom on a beautiful day like today?
She felt a kick beneath her chair. Annoyed she looked back. It was Heather kicking the back of her chair. "Pay attention," she whispered. April sighed annoyed. It was none of Heather's business whether or not she daydreamed.
"Ms. Moon?" the professor broke in.
April faced forward suddenly, having realized that the teacher was calling on her by her last name. "Yes Mrs. Robinson?"
"This afternoon your group is going to do a painting of you, right?"
"Ummm ," April looked back at Heather a little confused. Heather just kicked her seat again and looked at her annoyed. She nodded with a stern look.