Rose's face became red as she was called on by the teacher, she hated drawing attention to herself. Which was odd since she had bright pink hair. She bit her lip and gave a soft nod in apology before glancing back at the boy who's name was Justin. She thought back to what Ash had said about someone who was a player and wondered if that was who she was talking about. She figured she would find out sooner or later. When it came to stuck up kids, she knew how to talk and act like them but she hated it. She never really felt like she was one of them even though she looks the part. The rest of the class period seemed to fly by as Rose would take notes on her laptop. She would frequently check on Facebook and see what was going on when she was all caught up and then exit out of the page if she was in danger of being spotted.<br/><br/>When the Professor dismissed them and handed out homework, Rose was a bit nervous when she stopped her. The short girl looked up at the Professor as she spoke about how she should go to all of her classes and make friends. Upon hearing her advice, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. She didn't know why she was so nervous and jumpy. Maybe it was her conscious of killing people that was getting to her. Rose nodded as the Professor patted her on the shoulder. "Thank you." She said softly before offering a small smile before slipping out the door and walked down the hall. She pulled out her phone once again to look at her schedule and figure out what room her class was in. She knew she was in a studio next, so she thought it was good that she had grabbed her art supplies and stuffed them in her bag before leaving her room. She hadn't had noticed that Ash had texted her back and read it. She figured didn't answer as she locked her phone and slid it in the side pocket of her bag and kept walking towards her next class.