Tales of an Awkward Anti-social

Seriously Wanting to Knock Out Your Windpipes

So, basically, here's the rundown.  My special is the fine arts rotation, and I'm in Tech-Ed right now. I'm in a group with a bunch of popular people. I think you can already see a problem. 
    
          We were working on a project where we had to make a wooden sign, and I was doing the three ravens from Divergent.  As I'm sketching these out, one of the popular kids (let's just call him windpipe) starts whistling and walking over to me.  At this point, I'm trying to use the force to push this guy away from me.  Did I mention I HATE him? Apparently the force was not with me that day because here comes Windpipe, whistling like an idiot.  He comes up to me, looks at the drawing, and starts a conversation that looks a little like this:

"Cool birds. Hollister?"

"Ummmmmm...*insert about 5 seconds of awkward silence and the constant ring of my ummmmm...* No, Divergent"

"Oh, wow, I was really off."

*insert yet another long pause* "Eh, only slightly."

"No, but, I was, like, really off."

"Only slightly."

"Uh huh. Only slightly."

After this, he just stood there.  What was he doing??? Trying to make me feel awkward???  After way too long, he finally walks away.  Yet again, whistling.  At this point I'm about ready to do some Ursula-ing and steal his windpipes just so I don't have to listen to that stupid whistling.  Did I mention he always looks high?  I don't know what drugs he's on, but the kid needs help.  Help and some duck tape to shut him up.  I'm all for music, but this guy was off-key and sounded like a banjo with one string that was being accompanied by a dieing goose and a constipated horse.  I mean COME ON! I just want to work on my sign.