And nervus :p :0 :D Taylor lay her head on her desk, trying not to attract her teacher’s attention. It was futile. “Taylor? Ms. Audley?” Mrs. Flowers called. “What do you think?” Taylor sat up and stared at her blankly. “Um — I think that — you know, that the watersheds are — well, we need water, and, like, they make us have water, so that’s good and people shouldn’t make it dirty, right?” Mrs. Cowley nodded like Taylor had just said something terribly insightful and turned back to the slides she was showing the class. Technically since they were in grade nine, they should have been learning about the medieval age, not watersheds, but Mrs. Flowers was the Environment Club’s sponsor and she wanted to make sure that they knew enough about the environment that they would at least think about helping out. Taylor turned over her BlackBerry on her knee and checked it. “Taylor, I hope I don’t see you doing what I think you’re doing,”
