By  the time Mr Richards, the Literature teacher came in, the class was only half full. Korina really did feel sorry for him sometimes; hardly anyone ever took his class seriously. She was in fact, one of his better students. Not an A+ student, but she was certainly a solid B+. And this was largely because she at least put in some effort. Her fellow classmates on the other hand, not so much. Tammy walked in a few minutes late, trailing the cheerleader clique who made sure to make as much noise as possible during their entrance. It was just so them; the attention whores. Tammy waved at her, but got no response because Korina was locked in a staring match with one particularly satisfied looking cheerleader. It wouldn't have surprised Korina if her and the rest of her crew had orchestrated her newest problem with Jared. It wouldn't have been the first time anyway.<br/><br/>Korina was interrupted from her glowering by a voice next to her. 'Having a bad day?' No shit; pretty much the whole school was aware. She could have sworn that whoever was asking was just trying to piss her off. But when she turned, ready to let out a barrage of insults, she was met by a rather unfamiliar sight; someone who actually looked like she belonged here. Someone whose face wasn't buried in a phone screen, but in a book... by Charles Dickens. Korina was completely thrown off, her brain struggling for what to say for a second or two. Maybe this girl really was unaware of what happened in the school cafe earlier. Maybe she didn't even know who she was. It was rather refreshing to meet someone like her, who was just oblivious to all the drama. She managed to force a smile. "Yeah, you can say that. I hope I didn't chase you away already."