Micah felt like an arrow was shot through his skull as Ellis tore him down. He sighed, nodding in understanding and sulked over to where his seat was. “Sorry I ruined your graph…” he mumbled slightly, his face red in embarrassment. With a small plop, he threw himself in. Quietly, he placed all his stuff down and pulled his math textbook and homework out of his backpack, placing it out on the desk in front of him. “I’ll just be quiet now and do my math homework…” He said, glancing up at the two. He wondered what the graph was for anyways. He never seen her so furious about something like that. He had seen her plenty of times being able to copy the same charts over and over. What made this one so special? However, Micah was growing used to this. This was the usual welcome greeting he got after all. Silently, he flipped through the pages of his book, stopping about halfway through to some problems he had yet to attack. After observing the page a little, he opened his notebook and began to scribble away. Numbers and lines, and letters started pouring onto the page.  After a long streak of silence from Micah, he finally had the courage to look back up at Ellis. "Why are you so energetic today? You usually aren't so.... loud," he said, having trouble finding the right words to describe her at the moment.