"Exposition sucks!" James shouted. "I want to get to the action!" He picked up his plastic chair and flung it across the room, sending it skittering across the checkerboard linoleum to drive home his point.
The circle of faces that turned toward him were a mix of shock and irritation, but at least the girl he was hoping to impress was smiling. He wasn't sure where he was going to sit after that, but he was pretty sure he wasn't going to be invited back to writing group anymore. Totally worth it.