Writing Shenanigans: The Eager Beaver
She never knew any better than to sit all the way at the very front of the class. Force of habit, less distracting, focused learning she convinced herself, constantly repeating her rationale them like a mantra in her head. Keener, a know it all, that’s what everyone else whispered and called her, completely forgetting that at the end of the day she was just like them, just another human being curious and constantly in search of company.










