Gary struggled as Melissa applied the makeup but she wouldn't stop. Eventually she stopped and then stood back to admire her handiwork.
"There, that's better." She said. "Come on. We've got to go." And she grabbed Gary's hand and dragged him to class without giving him a chance to look at what she had done.
Gary looked particularly unhappy at the invasion of his personal space, even though Melissa seemed to be doing it to help.
Mr. Harper turned out to be a social studies teacher. Good, Gary thought. That stuff is a breeze
"Can anyone tell me how many years the term is for a United States Senator?"
Gary raised his hand.
"Anyone...anyone at all?" The teacher said, ignoring him.
Even if people knew, no one seemed inclined to participate.
"What is it, Miss Meadows?" Mr. Harper said, sounding like Gary was not his favorite pupil. "Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
"No, I wanted to answer the question."
"Very well then...have at it."
