Alan slumped in his chair, definitely not up for another class. He had stayed up most of the night studying for a Calculus test, and it had really taken it out of him. He was pretty sure that he had gotten a decent grade, though, so it was all worth it. Chatting somewhat amiably with his friends that sat next to him, he got out the homework from the night before, which was only half-done. "Any chance I can borrow someone's answers?" he asked, knowing that someone would come to his rescue. He did enough times for them, and it was long overdue that they return the favor. As he frantically copied down answers, he kept an eye on the clock, knowing that the teacher would enter the room, and he was in a direct line of sight to the door. Brushing back strands of his shaggy black and light-brown hair, he ran his fingers along the spiderbites on the right side of his lips, deep in thought as he tried to figure out a way to rewrite one of the questions that required an explanation. He couldn't write it verbatim, but it was hard writing it in his own words. His dark eyes studied the problem and then the answer, and then he had it. Thankfully, it was the last question on the assignment, and he finished it just in time for the bell to ring. Sliding over the paper to his friend, he looked innocent enough by the time the teacher had entered. Suddenly, he wished he was able to wear his hoodie in class rather than the uniform, because then he could hide the spiderbites. Turning to his friends in a way that hopefully would keep the teacher from seeing them, he started up a conversation, keeping an eye on the teacher, not wanting to have to take out his piercings.