Ivan_the_Terrible
*Let out a blood curdling cackle.Ivan stare a hoe though the man*
"you think i care what part of america you are from?...I dont like having uninvited guests"
Jacques kneeled down and gathered up his drawing utencils and note book.
"Well mon ami... I don't like a lot of things."
He stood, placing his box of Pencils in his pocket, and his box of Crayons in thr other.
His anger fading Jacq's shyness and self consciousness began to return, ad he wrapped his arms around himself holding his elbows in his hands.