Sailuxia

 If you were to ask me to pinpoint the best moment of all my years in high school, I'd tell you the spring of Senior Year, without a doubt. ~~~ Gilbert drummed his fingers in a rhythmic pattern on the desk, his mind wandering aimlessly as the teacher droned on about something he wasn't even sure about. His fingernails went click, click, click on the plastic finish, and soon enough, he heard someone join in, that someone probably being Antonio, who was also in class with him, but it was probably subconscious, since Antonio always listened in class. Either way, he was blatantly bored out of his mind, and to be honest, he'd kill for a littl