I watch you click your teeth and cock your head.
The next day, she was sitting in class, watching him- Craig. She had no idea what her obsession with him was. He looked bored. Like… really bored. So he started to click his teeth, making a quiet little racket in his head. It was hollow, like a hole. When Mr. Armstrong asked a question, he sat there, his head cocked to the right, thinking intently, but Heather Sinclair raised her hand before him. Ellie secretly cursed her out in her head. Fuckin' Heather.