*SLAM* Damen slammed his locker shut as he zipped up his backpack and walked to class. It was 4th period, Damen had social studies, his least favorite class. He opened the door and slipped into the back of the class, and sat down.
*Clink, Ka-chink, Chock* Genna opened her locker, threw her bag into the back of her locker and grabbed her leather jacket, and slipped it on while closing her locker. *CHOCK* she released the lock from her hand as she re-locked it. It was 4th period, Genna didn't give a fuck. She walked outside and got a lighter and a cigarette from her pocket. *chick chick* she brought the lighter up to the end of her cigarette, *sigh* as she watched the smoke from her cigarette go into the frosty, winter air.
