Time just seemed to go at the speed of molases. Bender lit his shoe on fire, lighting a cigarette with the flame and taking a drag. I just rolled my eyes and stole the cigarette from between his lips and took a long drag which of course earned me one of those heart melting smirks. I handed it back before situating myself ontop of my table, using my arms as a pillow as I got comfortable on my stomach. I watched everyone else around me. Andy started out by playing paper foot ball by himself, but once he lost the paper he occupied himself by playing with the strings in his hoodie, weird I know. Claire was sort of staring off into nothingness, chewing on her lip as she probably day dreamed about Andy. Allison was wrapping a string around her finger to see how numb and purple it would get, and Brian, well Brian was trying to think about what to write down, but he was getting no where since all he could think about was Claire, since Allison pointed out to me that he was adjusting himself beneath the pillow. Bender played the air guitar to whatever song was playing in his head as Claire and Andy both fell asleep, with Brian not far behind them. Slowly I laid my head down and also dozed off, John and Allison falling asleep one after the other.
"Wake up!" Shouted an irritated Mr. Vernon.
I could hear him, and opened my eyes, but kept my head down so he could not see them. I didn't really feel like looking at his face.
"Who has to use the lavatory?" An irritated Mr. Vernon said even louder.
Everyone raised their hands, as I went to sit up I felt a familliar flannel shirt fall from my shoulders, looking over at John I gave him a smile.
"Thanks." I looked a little confused.
He shrugged at me
"You looked cold." He stated simply.
He playfully punched me in the arm before picking me up bridal style off of the table, and set me on my feet causing me to laugh and squirm.
After using the washroom we all sat down and began to occupy ourselves once more. Allison was drawing some sort of picture that I couldn't see, but I was really confused when I saw a steady rain of dandruff fall on the paper. We all became bored quite quickly again, and after a couple hours Mr. Vernon came back.
"Thirty minutes for lunch."
I sighed in relief, after he left I sat cross legged on the end of Bender's table. There was a lot of tension between John and Andy, because Andy decided to be stupid and question the legitimacy of Bender's home life. So I sat and rubbed John's shoulders, placing a hand in my backpack to retrieve a meager peanut butter and jam sandwich, and a can of Fanta, since Cola wasn't really my thing. I offered John half and was relieved when he took it.
"You okay?" I asked him. "Yeah, I'm fine thanks." He muttered quietly.
Without really thinking straight I began to run my fingers through his hair, and stroked his cheek. He actually leaned his face into my palm.
Hearing the crinkle of Andy's lunchbag, brought us out of our trance and I looked around the room to see how the others lunches were progressing.