Blair wasn't even sitting at a table she was sitting in a corner on the floor listening to music and scribbling in her note book. No one really cared about it, except for the occasional "freak" comment every now and then.
The bully takes Quincy's sketchbook and holds it up above her head, she reached for it and couldn't grasp it. The bully and others were laughing except for few who didn't care and again were too high to notice
