One More To Go [Cierra]

She wasn't paying attention to anything the teacher was saying. Each teacher sounded like the one from Charlie Brown to her. A fellow student noticed her presence and gave her a slight nod. She blinked and gave him a head nod in return. Soon after, he was getting scolded at. Again, she wasn't listening to what was going on. Cierra scrunched her toes in and out in rhythm to a Melbourne Bounce track that was stuck in her head. The young female enjoyed sitting toward the back.

This way she wouldn't get called out for doodling or doing anything else that was distracting. Last time she was embarrassed when a teacher caught her messing around with a 2x2 rubik's cube. Honestly, she didn't think it was her fault that she hardly focused in school. Maybe if what she was taught wasn't so boring, she would actually enjoy being educated. Cierra couldn't even recall which class she was even in. Once her mind was tuned back into what was happening around her, she realized that there was a worksheet being passed out. So she could either do it solo or ask a classmate to assist her.

She rubbed the back of her head and scrunched up her nose. If she did it by herself, she would only find something else to distract her from getting it completed. Another individual meant that it would be finished a lot faster and it would give her more free time to screw around before going home. The brunette unzipped her kitty zombie themed pencil bag and took out two pencils. Cierra thanked the gods that she was ambidextrous. The male student next to her seemed like a great candidate to help her. First she needed to ask him which class they were in. He would probably tease her for not knowing, but she couldn't careless if he did or not.

"Yo. I heard something about a worksheet. We can knock this thing out together and get outta here a lot sooner. I just need to know which class we're in. I don't remember." Cierra said, nonchalantly. The guidance counselors and other staff members of the school always told her parents that she was a very bright child, but her head was in the clouds most of the time. No one seemed to have the patience to deal with her because she was like an energetic puppy.

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Her face faulted when he told her that he wasn't that well in trigonometry. Honestly, she was total crap in math. The only one she was pretty decent in was algebra. She roughed up her hair already wild hair with her hand and groaned. The two would never get out of here, then. Cierra compared math with a foreign language. They were both difficult and she wished her father hadn't pushed her so hard to take this class. It was basically an AP class for her since she was a sophomore.

"Please don't hate me, but I'm awful at math," she frowned and then bit her lower lip. The brunette opened her trig folder and looked through the countless notes that she had. There were actually many formulas written down, but they weren't organized at all. At least she put in a bit of effort to take notes, "oh, this is cool! Some of the formulas I have on here are on the work sheet." A big, goofy grin tugged on her lips. It didn't take much to make her happy. She spread the papers out on her desk so he could copy from them.

"I bet you're wondering why I'm in this class if I'm horrible at this subject," she started to say, beginning to start on the first problem of the worksheet, "my parents figured that AP classes would keep me sharp or whatever." She shrugged her shoulders slightly. The huntress would rather be running around in her gym class or playing with chemicals in chemistry. If she got finished before him, she would let him just copy from her. There was no harm in that and maybe he would help her out with something later if she needed assistance.

"I'm Noble. Cierra Noble. I just transferred here. I'm from Ohio." She introduced herself, giving him a half smile. There was no sense being rude. It would be nice to make some friends since she would probably stay in Beacon Hills until she and her dad's mission was complete. The teen was a little bummed that she hadn't witnessed any supernatural beings yet. If they were this stealthy, it would be awhile until she moved on to the next town.

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Notes: >3> Yes, friends, pfft until she finds out what he is. lol