[Larxene and Snow]
Snow sat on the hard, wooden bench, dreading his next class. Math was just not his thing, and Accounting II was especially boring. He looked out across the school courtyard, watching all the other students pass by, some rushing to their next classes. Maybe he would skip his today...
Someone sat next to him on the bench. He glanced at her, wondering if she was thinking the same thing as him. Snow had seen her in his accounting class before, but he couldn't remember her name. He really was terrible with names unless he had actually talked to the person at least once. He turned towards her slightly, and spoke up.
"You goin' to accounting?" he raised an eyebrow and grinned. "I think I'm gonna skip it today." It was less of a "maybe" at this point however; he wasn't going to go to that class, not today.