Again, she was about to answer when Spazz sat back, and she turned in her chair.<br/><br/>In time to catch a pointed glare in her direction.<br/><br/>"Miss Thomas."<br/><br/>She cringed.<br/><br/>"Is there something you would like to share with the class?"<br/><br/>She frowned and grabbed her pencil, looking down studiously at the textbook she didn't have on her desk.<br/><br/>He nodded, and tapped his fingertips together, and resumed watching the clock hoping for the proper teacher to arrive.<br/><br/>((OOC: just borrowing Mr McNeely for the moment :P ))