[color=0054a6]Zac Yoxall[/color]

Zac watches as the girl with bicolored hair walks off. [i][color=0054a6]She seemed to be in a bad mood,[/color][/i] he thinks. Looking at the map, he furrows his brow as he tries to make sense of the map once more, never realizing he was holding it upside-down. Sighing, he mutters, [color=0054a6]"Well, I'm late, anyway. Plus, it's not like I've never skipped a class, anyway."[/color]

Turning back down the hall, he glimpses the girl's back as she turns a corner. Even knowing that doing so may end up being hazardous to his health, if her attitude was anything to judge by, he jogs down the hall. As he draws near, he calls, [color=0054a6]"Hey, Ms. I-never-got-your-name! I have a proposition for you!"[/color]