(sorry for not postong and for not making a fancy post. Im at work on my phone, and the codes tend to confuse my phone a bit so i cant make anything fancy.)
Johann read on, his mind now more focused on who to write about. Names flew through mind, but he didn't agree with any of the options. Lincoln, Hitler, Musolini (sorry if mispelled), he liked the choices, but they didnt rub the right way with him. As he thought more, he began flipping the pages without reading, and soon he was well into chapter 3, though he had no idea. He looked around when he heard the teacher excuse himself for his phone call, and was a little shocked at how calm he remained at such a yelling. Johann expected a fight to unfurl in front of him, but was disappointed when it didn't come. He lost interest at that point, and looked around the room while brainstormed about topics to write, still mindlessly flipping through the book, even ignoring Mr. S when told to resume reading.