Spencer, the cat boy, was taking in his lessons as best he could. Timid and shy as he was, he wasn't about to let it ruin his time as newcomer here.
He took notes super fast and scrawled along the paper, feeling himself rile up with determination the more and more time he took to get things down. It was this class, lunch, gym class, and another class he had to deal with before the day was out and he wasn't about to start off dreading his time here. No sir!
Faster and faster he went as he took notes down until he realized that he shot past what the teacher was saying and had to stop. This caused his pencil to fling out of his hand and smack against Kenor's face beside him.
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 Tighty Whitie Loser.
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