School seemed to pass at the pace of my running- horrendously slow. I thought if I glared at the clock menacingly enough, it would move faster.
No such luck came to me.
After nearly an eternity, the bell rang, making everyone shoot up from their seats. I headed to English, awakened by the thought of seeing Leo. He might be an assclown but he helped pass the time.
I sat in my seat, accompanied by an empty seat. Leo's empty seat.
Well, there goes my plans of not being consumed by boredom by one kind-of-entertaining angel to distract me of my very suspicious feeling about Ophelia's boyfriend.
And a certain guardian angel's magical lips.
Since I sat in the back, I had the luxury of not being able to be spotted by the teacher. I pulled out my sketchbook, something I hadn't touched in a wh
