Stevie watched her future classmate sit beside her, looking him up and down with slightly pursed lips. He was cute, not too bulky and a bit scrubby but to be fair on his part. Most teenage boys were. She turned watching Miss Wither's head into the back and spoke softly. Her voice was rough, her tone deeper than usual girls as she leaned over the spare seat towards the boy whispering quietly, "[color=7bcdc8]Look, man, you got to get out of here! Everyone in the school has been taken over by aliens. I've been able to remain undetected for the time being, but you need to get out and find yourself an aluminum hat. They read your brains man! THEY SEE EVERYTHING![/color]"

Suddenly Miss Withers came back and sat in the seat with a few sheets of paper in her hand. Stevie raised her eyebrows at the young guy, when suddenly Miss Wither's spoke up, "[color=f49ac2]Your tartie, is ready Miss Lawson![/color]" 

Stevie stood up, grabbing her bike hat as she walked over to grab the note, turning to the boy with a wink, "[color=7bcdc8]Thanks....and remember Sparky, I warned you.[/color]" 

She headed out the door, smiling quietly to herself as she moved to her locker. She opened it and shoved in her jacket and other items before she proceeded to English. She took a breath outside the door before she opened it and held up her Tartie with a sorry smile, "[color=7bcdc8]Sorry Paulson...Brothers...Ya know.[/color]" 

He eyed her coldly, "[color=c4df9b]Put the tartie on the desk then just find a seat and stay quiet.[/color]" 

She gave him the a-okay sign then moved over to sit by Minerva in the back corner. She eyed her best friend with a shake looking at her deep purple hair and hazel eyes. She had long elf ears just hidden behind and was wearing some jeans and a star wars t-shirt. She raised her eyebrow at Stevie and in response, Stevie gave her an eye-roll and a head shake when suddenly the door opened. She turned to see the guy who was waiting at the office walk in and she bit her bottom lip, hitting Minerva so that she would also look at the new kid.