Rumor Has It (Detentionaire, Liffy)
Lee was staring. He knew he was staring, and would probably get told off by someone soon about it, and yet he couldn't look away.
Biffy was sitting alone at his usual table, wearing his usual jacket, and usual cap but instead of the usual metal tray laden with just barely edible school food there was a red ball of yarn that had to be at least half Lee's size on the table in front of him, connected to two shiny new knitting needles cradled expertly in his hands.
To Lee it wasn't such surprising sight. He had seen Biffy sew, knit, and crotchet for months now. But the reason why he was so shocked was that he thought it was a secret. Lee wondered if Biffy had lost his mind. Because by doing this, showing off his unconventional skill, Biffy was committing social suicide by sewing needle.
"Hey, grandma, how about you knit me a sweater?"
It seemed like he wasn't the only who had spotted Biffy's "odd" behavior.
Lee wasn't sure who said it, but the roll of laughter that followed made Lee cringe