She looked a bit shocked at first – that was a bold statement to put it mildly. A look around the room 
‘[i][color=orchid]GILF? Haven’t heard that one before…[/color][/i]’ She mused lightly, drawing lightly on the margins of her page. She was getting a strange feeling in the front of her skull – a niggle of sorts. She tried to rub her forehead, but it was deeper than her scalp. It was a tickle at the front of her brain. Something that she couldn’t quite remember – the way that he moved around, talked…had she seen this lecturer before? 
Eriset doubted it – all of the other lecturers she’d had before had been a lot older, and she definitely would have recognized him after seeing his delivery on the stage. 
Maybe it had just been around campus – that would have explained it, only that she hadn’t even heard of this guy before. If he had been here longer than a semester, Eriset figured she would have at least heard of him before. No doubt he’d have attracted a decent following of female students, eager to fulfil some kind of student/teacher fantasy.

An elbow to her side cause her to yelp painfully, hand flying to massage the assualted bruise – the girl next to her look apologetic, but tipped her head slightly towards the front. Sending back a thankful look, she tried to casually rub away the burning feeling.
Eriset cleared her throat – she’d been questioned, apparently. She rubbed her forehead again, this time in annoyance, feeling like she was a bad student in a high-school class.
“[color=orchid]Eriset.[/color]” She said simply, careful not to fumble while making sure she gave the correct name.
This was not going as planned, at all. 

“[color=orchid]Three groups? Shocked, confused and ashamed?[/color]” 
The tittering of laughter spread through the class, appreciating the dry humour. Hand covering her mouth casually, she frowned. This wasn’t the plan. Apart of her was proud for the quip,a part of her was annoyed at her inability to contain herself, and a part of her was calculating. It wasn't too bad - in fact, it could prove to be an advantage for her. Maybe if she seemed intolerable enough, he wouldn’t try to engage her anymore. Eriset wasn’t too sure what he expected anyways – getting a serious answer out of a class that had felt deceived for the most was bordering on too high of an expectation. That and it was a first lecture – she hardly suspected that anyone else had even bought the textbook yet, let alone started reading through it. It was lucky enough that he was presenting to a full house, instead of the dribs and drabs that would fight their better judgement to stay home and enjoy the lack of responsibility for the first week. Eriset bit back a dry laugh - maybe she should have done that, she definitely wouldn't be in this position now.