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Camron sighed softly. He wanted class to start so he would have something to do. He sat at his desk and started to look through some poems he had wrote. He had to keep himself busy it was the only way to keep himself distant. Hecontenued to look through them and smiled slightly when he got to the one about Naomi. He put that onein the back ofthe stack and contenued to read them.

[Miss Wings~]

Naomi watched as the clock ticked along. The hands seemed to move so slowly. Out the window she could see a few people walking towards the school, laughing, smiling. Naomi looked down at her desk and shook her head slightly. She would give almost anything to be able to laugh and smile like that. She scolded herself in her head. No sense wishing for what was irrational.

[anne2w2e2r2t2y2u]

Camron looked up at her. "whats wrong?" he could scence somthing was off with her but had no idea what it was. He did not care that he was only her teacher. He cared about her and how she felt. He thought. Then shook his thoughts away and looked back at her.

[Miss Wings~]

Naomi shook her head. "I just...." she broke off, not sure of what to say. "I wish-" she broke off again. She shook her head again. "It's not something I should bother you with." she said quietly, dropping her head to look at her desk. She fidgeted with her pencil, her eyes closed, trying to block out the laughter.

[anne2w2e2r2t2y2u]

"you would not be bothering me with anything. I have noting to do right now so I have time. Of corse I always have time for my students." He said looking at her. He thought. Then he put the poems in a drawer to infasize his point on having time. He took a sip of his coffee. Then set his mug down and waited for her to say something.

[Miss Wings~]

Naomi looked up at him and sighed quietly. "I just wish sometimes that I wasn't a foster kid." she said quietly. "It's so.....difficult." she said, thinking for the right word. "Someone once told me that, your never given more than you can handle." she said, "But I think that might not be the case wih my life." she whispered, shaking her head. "I shouldn't be bugging you with this." she said.

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"you are not bugging me" he paused "Sometimes you think you have been given too much but later in life you find out that all of this that you think has brought you down, it will be what raises you up. You will be able to make something out of all of this and I bet you what you end up making is beautiful. You want to be an artist or a singer. Well how do artists and singers who write their songs create beautiful things? With hard times and pain. The best things in life can sometimes come out of the worst." Camron said thinking.

[Miss Wings~]

Naomi nodded slowly. "Maybe." she whispered quietly. She sighed, "Maybe" she whispered again. She looked up at the clock, and for some reason the time went by more quickly. There was only a few minutes before classes anyways. She bit her lip and sighed quietly, hearing more people in the hallways.

[anne2w2e2r2t2y2u]

The kids walked into class and sat down they looked at the board. Some smiled and some sighed. Carson smiled and the bell rang. "OK so songs are like poems but with sounds. You can turn any poem into a songif you try too. I have a small project that you are all going to work on for the next cuple of days." Some of the class groned. Camron smiled "you are going to find a poem that describes you or you could write one witch I would prefer if you wrote it yourself. Then you turn that poem into a song. You can make the tune up, use one from another song or even mix song tunes together." The kids smiled thinking this would be fun. But some looked at Naomi.

[Miss Wings~]

Naomi hid her face slightly as some of the other students looked at her. She sighed quietly and pulled out her notebook, beging to write. Trying to distract herself from the glares of other students. She bit her lip and paused, tapping her pencil on the paper. She started writing again and stopped again, soon after. "Stuck." she whispered to herself.