(Most sinister!)<br/><br/>Keith forced himself to sit up for class, but the teacher wasn't teaching him anything new. You see, Keith wasn't just smart, he was a genius with a 167 iq and perfect memory. He had already read every textbook they'd be using in every class that year last month for fun, it was one of his only escapes from his mother. Her cheap vodka and cigarettes made him dizzy, but her personality was what truly made her unbearable. Keith wasn't paying attention to the teacher, he was actually planning how he would steal the water bottle for Alex, drawing out the whole foods store and the exact plan from start to finish.<br/><br/>He'd enter through the north doors and start by getting a hand cart, filling it with various useless things and slipping the bottle into his coat while halfway through isle 3. A blind spot for the cameras and if he stood just right, the register clerk. Then, he'd make his way to check out and then pretend he lost his wallet, going out to get it and never coming back. Simple. It made him sick just thinking about having to steal from someone else, but he didn't have much choice. It was also just a bottle of water, nothing they'd miss all that terribly. On top of the fact he fully intended to pay it back doubly<br/><br/>While he was making it look like he was taking notes, he was also now aware of Alex in the room, he could smell the same perfume. He also noticed the jock who tripped him. He reeked of too much AXE trying to cover up dirty socks. As class drew to an end, Keith tore the page from his notebook, folded it, and put in in his back pocket for further review when it came time to execute