HoodedHuntress
Songster
Victor glanced at Lucy, unsure of whether to bother her with his problems or not. Great, she glanced at him. He didn't want to hold her gaze, at least not in class, so he quickly looked down, head up when his teacher asked "Any questions?" That usually meant it was over soon.Sure you are, Lucy thought. She rested her chin on her upturned palm, her gaze darting from him to the teacher. She was so ready for this class to be over with. She was here for the people, not books, anyway.