I smile as i see you stare at me in my periphreal vision. And something made my insides feel weird as i heard the wit and subtle charm in your voice as i playfully punch your shoulder and gets back to work. "I'm rose. and if you know any better, you'll stay out of my way." i stare at the teacher as he blabbers on and on about genetics and takes very detailed notes, even making my own connections on paper, but not expressing them publicly, being rather shy and not wanting to be incorrect and publicly humiliated. The rest of class was a blast aside from the occasional hand brushing between me and.... uh... crap, what's his name... Odin, i think.... The lunch bell rings, thankfully... I'm starving... i head to lunch, but no matter which table i tried to sit at, they all gave excuses, so i sat alone at lunch like i have countless others at my previous school.