Singer's City (Original text)

Art and Science

After lunch was luckily art, so i got away with being a bit late. I sat in the front, by the windows. I was alone at my table except for a cup of pencils. Once again, there was My Chemical Romance music playing. The moment I sat down, the young teacher stood up.
"Hello." Everyone mumbled a hello back. "I dont care what your skills are, we're here to have fun. Today we're gonna assess your skills with a self portrait." He handed out mirrors about the size of the paper that came with it. Some people groaned, but I eagerly started. I was good at realism.
Mr. Kobra sat across from me as the low buzz of conversation started. He started on his, occasionally glancing at me to check on me. I was a bit uncomfortable. I had just finished the face and started on my hair when he spoke.
"Epril, is it?" I nodded. "Are you okay?" I didn't know how to answer. Yes, I was alive and healthy enough. But my world was strained at the seams.
We resumed drawing. I had started shading my shirt when the bell rang. "Just leave your drawing on my desk." We dropped them there and streamed back to homeroom.
Mr. Iero was jamming out in his wheely chair, shimmying and kicking, flipping his hair and playing air guitar, all while spinning and skidding around the room. The music was pounding.
So that he wouldn't notice, I went behind his chair, and started dancing in a style similar to his. When he finally stood up, still dancing, I imitated his moves beside him. He started laughing, and I shouldn't say this about a teacher, but he was just plain adorable. Everyone else was dancing and laughing too, ignoring the late bell when it rang, along with the afternoon announcements.
The class proceed as thus, occasionally sitting down, but only to decide what song to play next. One dude was doing a lot of pelvic motion, and a girl with a large... er, chest, was shimmying. A short guy was flopping around on the ground, and no one was out of the action.
When the last bell rang, everyone was reluctant to leave. As everyone chatted by the lockers, an announcement came on.
"Epril SiDragon to the guidance office, Epril SiDragon to Mr. Purdy's office." I slung my backpack over one shoulder and started to the office without protest.