God, Helena hated English Literature. Other subjects like math, science, or hell, even history all had something worth learning. Meanwhile, in English Literature, she was stuck analzying some idiot's poem for symbolism and meaning and whatnot. Or, she would be if it weren't for her laptop. Instead of actually reading the assignment like [url=http://i.imgur.com/9MhdKvT.png]Professor Waldstein[/url] wanted, Helena was busy doing something else she deemed worthwhile, namely writing up more code for a program she was working on. Or she had been, until she'd typed in the last line of code a second ago. After she hit compile, she realized that there would be literally nothing to do for the rest of the duration of the class. And probably even longer. Bloody C++ complied so damned slowly. 

Sighing, Helena opened up the games library on her laptop, browsing through what she wanted to play. Any RTS was out, given that the amount of clicking required would attract too much attention from the professor. Well, if she wanted to kill time, there was always Civilization...nah, there was barely any time in class left. She probably wouldn't even be able to get a game set up and load in before the bell rang. Honestly, it was too bad that no one from her friend group was in this class with her. Messing with any of them would have been more entertaining than being forced to occupy herself for an hour and a half. Oh, well. At least some of them were in her next class. Plus, lunch was right after this. 

[i]~Ringidingring~[/i]

And speaking of lunch, there was the bell. With a slight smile at finally getting out of this poetry-induced hell, Helena stuffed her laptop back into her bag and dashed out of class, heading straight to the cafeteria. And when she arrived just outside of it, Helena gave a wry smirk as she saw a certain molesting bluenette just about to enter. 

"Catherine." She said, walking up to her...friend? Sexual offender? Both? Eh, who knew. "No molestation in public, alright?"