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Blake Tyrie (blake_ty) wrote in no_good_deed,

Blake rolled his eyes. Blake felt that his point was being proven. There was nothing worse than a pesky teacher. Blake caught the smirk that she gave Blake. Blake wasn't going to lie to himself, to be put cleanly, Blake thought that Ms. Frost was stunning. Of course, Blake knew that he probably wasn't the only one who thought so. Blake thought it would be stupid for him to think that he was the only one who could see it. Blake hadn't been here for that long, he didn't know that many students. The only students that looked familiar to Blake were students that Blake got into a fight with or pulled a prank on. Blake would like to get to know his Ethics teacher though, that much was for certain. Blake threw his hands into his pockets and he kept his stare on Ms. Frost. What Blake saw about Ms. Frost was that he couldn't really read her. Blake was good at reading people, what they wanted and what they were thinking. However, he couldn't do that with Ms. Frost, he felt that he knew that smirk on her face was a mask, but he just couldn't tell what it was hiding.

Blake sighed as Ms. Frost insulted his manners. Blake felt that what she was saying was all in an attempt to make him feel bad. Blake felt that it could be that or she could simply care less about it all, Blake couldn't tell because he couldn't read her or her intentions. Blake watched her just as she watched him. Blake, at times would turn away for a few seconds but whenever he turned back to Ms. Frost, her eyes were still on him. Blake scratched his head a little bit and raised an eyebrow at her. He figured that she was only being nice, but he didn't really care. However, he didn't like silence whenever there was more than one person in the room; it made him very uncomfortable and very anxious for some reason. Blake ran his hand through his brown spiky hair and decided that he would bite at the bait that Ms. Frost was giving him, no one was around to catch being nice, so he figured he could be lenient with her at least.

"Ok...what are you doing out here...did you know I was, like, coming down here or something and you decided to talk to me about behaving, just like everyone else did...?" Blake said stoically as he got away from the fridge and reopened it.