Alright guys, first page! I am way to lazy to color it because I have been drawing almost non-stop for the past three days on- and out-of CS. so I hope you like the first page; I think I really captured MR. Grouts... oddness...
Panel 1:
Oh my god... I have had to pee for the past flippin' 2 HOURS. I cant raise my hand though, Mr. Grout hates me... but what if I cant hold it and- NO, that wont happen... heh. it wont. I will just focus on my work I guess. I think and peer down at my tablet and stylus, trying to focus my mind on something other that using the restroom.
Second panel:
Crap, nope- I gatta go...
Third Panel:
Science... of all classes to be in when my bladder is about to burst. with all the test tubes, and liquids... god I'm tormenting myself... Mr. Grout is staring at a sandwich placed in front of him; doing absolutely nothing. Why wont he look up? that sandwich doesn't seem all that interesting... I wonder.
Fourth Panel:
"Flatts, what do you need." he asks in a scruffy voice taking his sight away from the sandwich and nodding stiffly at me.
"I need to use the restroom, I am almost done on my test- may I go?" I ask cringing at what his response may be.
"Cant you hold it? your movement will disturb the other students."
"Sir, its kind of an emergency..." one major rule is to not talk back to your advisors- and I am on the edge of screaming in his face. he is always this way.
Fifth Panel:
"Very well, but hurry back." he waves me off and pokes around at the floating chilled-lava on his desk.
I sigh in relief and quickly stand from my desk and begin making my way to the door. I avoid eye contact with everyone in the room, because they are all staring at me; and Steven more so than anyone. Steven is on the schools basket ball team and every girl has a crush on him- including me.
Sixth Panel:
I don't catch his gaze and focus on the door, not noticing the tablet and stylus perched on the edge of his desk...
Oh my god... I have had to pee for the past flippin' 2 HOURS. I cant raise my hand though, Mr. Grout hates me... but what if I cant hold it and- NO, that wont happen... heh. it wont. I will just focus on my work I guess. I think and peer down at my tablet and stylus, trying to focus my mind on something other that using the restroom.
Second panel:
Crap, nope- I gatta go...
Third Panel:
Science... of all classes to be in when my bladder is about to burst. with all the test tubes, and liquids... god I'm tormenting myself... Mr. Grout is staring at a sandwich placed in front of him; doing absolutely nothing. Why wont he look up? that sandwich doesn't seem all that interesting... I wonder.
Fourth Panel:
"Flatts, what do you need." he asks in a scruffy voice taking his sight away from the sandwich and nodding stiffly at me.
"I need to use the restroom, I am almost done on my test- may I go?" I ask cringing at what his response may be.
"Cant you hold it? your movement will disturb the other students."
"Sir, its kind of an emergency..." one major rule is to not talk back to your advisors- and I am on the edge of screaming in his face. he is always this way.
Fifth Panel:
"Very well, but hurry back." he waves me off and pokes around at the floating chilled-lava on his desk.
I sigh in relief and quickly stand from my desk and begin making my way to the door. I avoid eye contact with everyone in the room, because they are all staring at me; and Steven more so than anyone. Steven is on the schools basket ball team and every girl has a crush on him- including me.
Sixth Panel:
I don't catch his gaze and focus on the door, not noticing the tablet and stylus perched on the edge of his desk...
