<div class="floatright">(http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_17/11235595083Gmd8M.jpg)</div><br/>Cole slid neatly into his seat in home room.  There was the general lull of activity, people talking about what they did last night, about their new outfit, or about the homework that they didn't (or on occasion did) do.  Cole dropped his bag off of his shoulder onto the ground underneath his chair.  Then lifting his feet up onto the back of the chair in front of him, he slouched back drumming his two index fingers on the edge of the desk, in rhythm with the latest song on his iPod.<br/><br/>He was rather oblivious to the ring of the morning bell.  He remained planted in his seat, only noticing when everyone stood up for the playing of 'Oh Canada!'.  He pulled his buds out of his ears and placed them carefully on his desk.  Leaning on the edge of his desk he stood through the national anthem before plopping back down in his seat while some busy body student trilled away with the morning announcements.<br/><br/>Cole managed to extricate his English binder from his bag placing it squarely on his desk.  He tucked his ear phones back in and began drumming away impervious to the announcements for that day.  The news of bake sales or the latest whomping the schools volleyball team took held little interest to him.  But when the air finally cleared enough for their teacher, a supply this morning, to speak he did he the courtesy of turning down his music.  She was a small stout woman, looking at least 65 years of age, she had a look about her that said she was oriental, but you couldn't tell from her perfect English.<br/><br/>"Now class, my name is Mrs. Davidson, and I am here supplying for Mr. Vernon this morning.  He left you a reading assignment, but I seem to have misplaced it.  So since I am not going to go looking for it, you will all do me the favor of letting me get through the attendance and you can just have a free period." she said picking up the class list and beginning the role call.<br/><br/>As, Ringo-Ellignton, Cole he knew he had a little bit of a wait, so he turned back up his music until he heard her get closer to the latter half of the alphabet.