III. Troy: Part 2
"Hmph! You're late Mr. Bolton!" Mrs. Hadmen squeaked in her high pitched British accent. "Yeah whatever…….." he mumbled under his breath. "What was that?" she asked him sharply. "Um...I said I'm very sorry and it won't happen again" Troy sat down on a stool in the back next to Zeke. "Hey man" Zeke said as they did a quick hand pound. Troy didn't reply. "Dog…..what's wrong with you? Is your blood sugar low? Do you need a cookie?" Zeke unzipped his bag and pulled out a small bag of mini Snickerdoodles. "Made 'em myself" He grabbed a few and then shook the bag at Troy. Troy took a few and stuffed them in his mouth, chewing quietly so that Mrs.Hadmen couldn't hear him. "Thanks…" he mumbled. "Okay class!" Mrs. Hadmen clapped for their attention. "Today we will be painting portraits! It doesn't have to be of you but I want it to be of someone, NOT an inanimate object. Well, get to work!" She passed around the stack of canvases. "Dude" Zeke said, setting his canvas onto his wooden holder. "I'm gonna paint Sharpay…" He went googally eyed as he laid the paints out on the table. "Who are you going to paint" "Gabriella" Troy said sadly. He dipped his brush into the brown paint and began painting her hair. "Why are you so sad?" Zeke asked him. Troy pulled out her diary and turned it to the page she had written the day before. "Read it" he said, handing him the journal. After reading it a couple of times over, Zeke closed it and handed it back to Troy. "Oh…"