Busted

She saw the quick, brilliant flash of green and her mind seized on it, grateful for the distraction from the droning voice of the professor. She stopped doodling and tilted her head slightly, sliding her eyes, focusing on the window to her left. She didn’t want to draw Dr. Earnest’s attention – he had a habit of posing open-ended questions.

The tiny dinosaur left the safety of the window and dove behind the map, but her retinas had already captured it. She reached for her case of glitter gel pens and flipped her French-ruled notebook to a blank page.

“Miss Armstrong?”