Kira smiled, silently agreeing that the young male was a dork. She did giggle though as the blonde verbalized her appreciation of her mother's cooking. Pouting she snagged a quick hug from the other girl before dashing away to her own class after ruffling up Ren's hair, laughing and shouting that yea she would text. She weaved through the halls, ignoring the idignant shouts from the cheerleaders as she dodged into a group of them and nearly tripping them, all without being caught by a teacher. Making it to her first class she found a seat somewhere to her right, near the door, and in the middle. Setting the messenger bag under the table, she pulled out two notebooks, one a sketchbook, obviously much used, and the other a brand spanking new notebook. Grabbing a pen and a pencil, she set aside the ink and the new notebook, opening her sketchbook and taking the graphite to the ground wood pulp that made up the page, she started sketching different tree leaves and stick figure poses.