Part 2: Jasmine:
We had no choice but to sit next to Cooper and Nick, due to the fact that the supply teacher standing at the front of the classroom clearly couldn’t handle thirty screaming teenagers in one room.
“Could everyone sit down please?” aked the hopeless teacher, but her voice was lost in the mass of noise. “I’m going to bring round a sketching sheet that you are to complete this lesson. Those who don’t finish will finish it for homework. Clear?”
I nodded, but I’m not sure she saw me. She made her way round the class, handing out the sheets which were based on two point perspectives.
“This looks boring.” said Nick, looking confused, at the worksheet. “But-”
“I’m sure Peggy could do it easily.” Sara, Cooper and I said at the same time.
Suddenly, inspiration struck, in the form of Hamilton.
“Face it Nick, you're helpless, look into her eyes and the sky’s the limit, you're helpless!” I sang.
Cooper laughed: “No more Hamilton! I get enough of that from Justin.”
We all laughed, and with nothing else to say, we started sketching in silence.
Sara interrupted the silence with a sarcastic: “Well, this is super awkward.”
Cooper nodded, and I turned to see his crumpled piece of paper. Something about his terrible work forced me to say.: “You’re doing it all wrong.”
“Oh wow, thanks for insulting my masterpiece.” he laughed.
“It’s not a masterpiece, it’s a hodgepodge.” I replied, snatching the paper out of his hands. He muttered a protest, but I ignored him and pointed out his mistakes. I needed the rubber, but his hand was in the way. I didn’t want to move it: that would involve picking his hand up. So I decided to slap his hand to signal that I needed it.
“What was that for?” Cooper exclaimed.
“Your hand is on the rubber.” I replied to his outburst with a logical explanation. I took him through all the steps, plus some I had learnt from drawing myself. I tried to be as patient as I could: I snapped at him occasionally, but other than that, it was fine.
Twenty minutes later, I smiled: “Done!”
We both stared at the picture with admiration.
“It looks awesome. Thanks,” he muttered.
“Well, you two have been getting along swell,” Sara observed, passing me my bag. “But we must go and suffer in form now.”
We both left the room and began the walk to form.
“How was that?” Sara smiled mischievously.
“What has your devious little mind thought of this time?” I replied.
“It’s just, you seemed so happy helping him.” she thought.
“I think helping Cooper is useful. Now he owes me. I can use that to my serious advantage.” I explained.
She nodded. “Sure, sure.”
We walked into the languages block laughing.