"WHERE'S MY GLUE STICK!?" Kotka yelled in distress. At least 10% of the class was now cramming their english group project. They had to create a book about a myth their group had chosen.

"Here!" Gale threw it at her, and she furiously started to glue paper onto a scrapbook.

"Where's the drawing for the seventh page?" Gale scrambled through a bunch of papers and found true ahrt:

"OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA!" James laughed after he laid his eyes on the drawing. Gale stood there confused. "Brooke, I found it!"

"What- Oh." Brooke laughed, taking back the drawing. "This is our group's inspirational drawing AHAHAH!"

"Woah!" Gale gasped in awe.

"Good morning, class!" Sir Evan entered the room, and everyone scrambled back to their seats. He was their English teacher.

"Good morning, Sir!" The students greeted back.

"Now, before we start, may I have your projects?" He said as he started to set up his laptop for a lesson.

"Uhm..." Some groups exchanged uneasy glances. However, Andy stood up and handed Sir their group's book.

"WOAH LODI!!!" Jabari started having a bowing seizure.

"The other groups can still submit until 3pm." Sir Evan stated as the projector flashed an... exercise...

"So first," Sir approached the blackboard. "We'll have an exercise before the quiz. They have the same mechanics... which is of course..."

"Ahrt." He pointed at the title, and the class laughed both genuinely and nervously.

"You will need to draw a representation of the different prepositions. It can be on your notebook or on any paper." Sir smiled. "This is just a review from your lesson in Grade School. You may start now."

Gale read the first item.

"They passed the note from one student to another."

Gale drew four anime-like people holding a paper. He drew arrows between each of them, and looked at his work.

It instead looked like for stick-people with deformed butts; each of them were holding a tiny square.

"Hmm..." Sir Evan walked around the classroom as his students answered. "For number one... Can we have Gale?"

"What?" Gale looked up and gulped. "I'm not done yet."

"I mean once we're done with answering the whole exercise."

"Oh, okay." Gale nodded, and continued drawing a tiny child in his mini-fort between two trees.

• • • • •

"What does the note say?" Sir asked Gale once he was done drawing his "ahrt" for the first question.

"Uh..." Gale thought for a moment.

"WHOSE UNDERWEAR IS ON THE CEILING FAN!?" Denise yelled, raising his bottle of orange juice.

Everyone looked up, but there was nothing on the fan.

•A/N•
Credit to Reydeen_05 for the drawing~

They intentionally made it that way. They can draw better when they have to.