By: Strata - Skywolf

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In a hallway lined with lockers there was an eerie silence.

All of the sudden a couple of crumpled paper balls rolled by. An open locker door creaked as it opened and closed. Then, unexpectedly, two figures walked down the hallway, with a jingle of the many items attached to their backpacks.

Fastened to both of their hips was a pencil pouch, slightly unzipped. They had both whipped out some paper, which had apparently already been stuck onto a clipboard.

Then, a word rung out; "DRAW!" With swift movement the two figures each had seized a pencil from their pockets and started drawing.

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Written at 5:40PM, August 17, 2002 (with just a touch of insanity and boredom)

A/N: This is a little something I decided to write just because I wanted to twist something into an odd little school theme (since school has started up again, for me anyway). Plus, I had been saying that a tumbleweed rolled by so much on AIM I had gotten this idea !; Isn't that horrible? Well, I think it is! Besides, I had nothing better to do ^!^;