Pooks: Hey Dada, good job making the money.

Dada: Melt.

Me: Hey Pooks your two little buddies (the two girls she has been sitting with each art class) aren’t going to be in class today.

Pooks: Oh hmm wonder why

Me: I don’t know.

Pooks: I’ll ask my teacher why.

Me: Oh ok so do you still want to go?

Pooks: Yea, maybe i’ll sit with the boys or pretend i know them and talk to them.

Me: Ok good idea.

Pooks: Or if not, I can just make some new friends!

Me: Bah, wish i was as cool as you.