Cristian stumbled through the doorway of the classroom, shrugging off a shove from one of his friends that followed behind him. His hearty laugh echoed through the room, but Cristian didn't pay it too much mind, only casting a quick wave to the teacher in an attempt to get back into their good graces. He wasn't much too concerned with first impressions, but he'd learned that life was always easier if you walked that thin line with teachers never inching over onto their bad side.

He made his way though the room pausing only as he reached Alex's desk. He raised his eyebrow, gripping the rim of his imaginary straw hat and tipped the his head in the slightest. "Why golly, Jane. I didn't speck t'see you twice in one day. Ah, I muss be one lucky son of a gun." He flashed her a warm wink, before his eyes flickered to the guy sitting behind her. Cristian gave him a quick glance over; however, it might've lasted a couple seconds too long, because another shove from his friend sent him on his way. He settled into a seat near the back -- his domain in every classroom he'd been in since Freshman year.