[color=00a651][h3]Tiffany[/h3][/color]

Tiffany watched him anxiously, waiting for some kind of answer or even an acknowledgement that she had spoken and was starting to wonder if something was wrong or that she shouldn't have kissed his cheek. She had kind of been in the moment and for all Marsh joked about her being his girl, nothing had ever happened nor did she expect it too.  She let out a breath she hadn't even known she had been holding as Marshall started to speak, a smile lighting up her face quickly.[color=00a651]"Probably a good idea, I'll see you at lunch."[/color] Tiff replied with a short wave before jogging off to the bathroom to quickly change her shirt before getting to class. She didn't need her father riding her or lecturing on the importance of grades and the family business which meant at least doing as well as she could. 

[color=00aeef][h3]Nova[/h3][/color]

Startled, she leaned back a bit as a single notepad blocked her view of the outside world and also seemed to make her a bit more aware of her surroundings and the person who was trying to get her attention. Her gaze slowly moved from the message, eyes locking with the man next to her before giving a soft rare smile. [color=00aeef]"It really is something, isn't it?" [/color] Nova stated, feeling so very calmed by the sounds the rain was making on the window. She usually wasn't used to interaction and tried to avoid people but it seemed rude to ignore someone that had tried so hard to speak with her even if it was through a note book. Maybe they were shy or maybe didn't really talk much to people? What ever the case, it was kind of nice... well as long as it didn't turn out like it had talking to Abigail. [color=00aeef]"I am Nova by the way. What is your name?"[/color]