Kiki's eyes turned up from her notebook for a moment when the teacher came in. This new teacher seemed different from the others; not quite as boring. One could suppose this class would be more interesting for it, but Kiki could care less. All she wanted was to get home and curl up in bed. She didn't want to deal with any of the looks she was being given.<br/><br/>Calmly doing as she was told, she opened up her book and started to do the problems. The others, however, must have decided that she needed MORE problems on her plate. One boy was chewing on a wad of gum, and promptly put the dripping substance in the opposite end of a straw and blew it at her. Her pencil paused as the gum made a wet plop when it landed in her hair. Lifting her eyes slightly, she felt for the foreign obstruction, holding back a shudder as she touched it. It was pretty stuck. With a small sigh, she raised her hand. "Teacher, may I please go to the bathroom?"