Ethan was quietly sleeping, not even aware that Elizabeth was looking at him. But, it didn't seem to bother him, rather, he didn't sense it or if he did, didn't care. He groaned a bit and shifted slightly in his sleep. It was one thing for him to be asleep in class, and the reason why was simply because of his Insomnia. He had a bad habit of not sleeping very much, which was the cause of his dark circles under his eyes. But what was the cause of that Insomnia? Simple, his past was the cause. When his family was suffering from difficult times, when his mother could not make enough money, Ethan had been the one to attempt at getting money for the family. Then his mother had borrowed money from the bank, now they were in debt. Ethan had quit and swapped jobs so many times to try and regain that money to pay the bank back. Even so, he even worked till late at night, overworking himself. Still, it wasn't enough.<br/><br/>So he had decided to get money for college, that way he could get a better job to help his family. It was all he could do for his Mother and brother Joey. The job that Ethan had was a dance instructor's assistant. It paid enough for him to get by, and enough for him to save up toward his family's funds. It was just a way for him to do what he could. Even though he didn't look like the type to help people, that he always looked cold and intimidating towards others, but in fact, he was a good dancer, often assisting the dance instructor. Maybe you could say that it's a way to relieve stress?<br/><br/>The bell soon rang, and Ethan was completely startled by it, waking up and accidentally leaning back; falling off his seat and backwards onto the floor. When his back hit the floor, you could hear a loud groan come from him as he lied there. That was sure to leave a bruise. He forced himself to sit up, looking to see everyone staring at him or even laughing as they left the classroom. Staring at the students, he forced himself to get up now, picking up his seat and setting it back where it was originally. Then, Ethan took his notebook and closed it, shoving it into his backpack and zipping it up. Upon standing back up, he felt a pain in his back, to which he had to rub with his hand. "Ouch..." he sighed as he slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed over to the door, exiting it. Taking out his schedule from his pocket, he looked to see that his next class was Dance, since he seemed to love it. If he remembered correctly, wasn't that across the hall from the Music room or something? Shrugging his shoulders, he headed off.