Group work

The classroom buzzed with quiet chatter as Ms. Castillo wrote the day's assignment on the board. After our chaotic morning, I was finally starting to relax.

The adrenaline had worn off, and now I was fully immersed in the familiar rhythm of our modeling school routine. Chloe, who sat next to me, was sketching idly in her notebook probably not paying much attention, as usual.

I leaned over to glance at her doodles. A stick figure wearing an outrageous runway outfit, complete with a gigantic hat that covered its entire head, was strutting down a runway. I stifled a laugh and nudged her.

"Are you even paying attention?"

Chloe grinned. "Not really. But I think I captured the essence of high fashion perfectly, don't you?"

I rolled my eyes but couldn't help smiling. Ms. Castillo turned to face the class, her sharp gaze cutting through the room. "Alright, everyone, today we'll be working in groups.