I stare into the screen, my eyes glazing over whatever was on it, my mind not really caring to pay attention. I could hear the other kid’s laughter, their voices talking to each other, the giggles and the screams. They fill the room, bouncing off the walls and back again. I glance over at the table next to me, but seeing them talking and laughing and doing things I wanted to do just put me in a bad mood. I sigh and start to eat my lunch, carefully chewing and swallowing so I wouldn’t make much noise. After a while, I finish my lunch, and I’m left with nothing to do but not have as much fun as the other people. I grab my math worksheet from my previous class and start to doodle on it, making sure they wouldn’t intrude on my work so my teacher wouldn’t get mad. I draw in silence for a while, the only noticeable noise I can hear being the pencil lead scratching against the paper. The drawing slowly takes form, gaining a shirt, hands, legs, until I finally take a break and realise what I was drawing.