August turned around as a girl with plenty of tats walked in and said [I]"Hey everyone!"[/I] He moved his sunglasses up to his head and looked her over before realizing it was Michelle of all girls. Well, he'd heard she was a rock singer now, not that he listened to her music. He was much more into soul & r&b, but wow. She definitely looked different. [b]"Hey Michelle,"[/b] he smiled with a small wave, a quiet confidence about him instead of the over abundance of it he'd had in high school. [b]"How is our Miss Most Likely to Succeed eh?"[/b] he asked, considering he identified with her excellence in school more than most.