The equine girls stopped when Griffin showed up. They all had a thing for him, well for obvious reasons. They twirled their hair and giggled as they acted nice to Anastasia before turning and leaving, but not after giving a small wave to the campus cutie. It was no doubt that they were pretending to be nice around him so they didn't think less of them and never ask them on a date.<br/><br/>Anastasia rolled her eyes as the girls walked away, one glared at her but she just looked away and to Griffin. She bent down and picked up her drawing from the mud. She gave a sad sigh as she tried her best to rub it off but the pages only smeared and crinkled more. She ripped the paper from the pages, crumpled it in her hands and tossed it on the ground. She finally turned to Griffin and gave a blank stare. Her usual stares were filled with no emotion.<br/>"Thanks... But I don't need help from a pretty boy like you." Anastasia rolled her eyes an shoved her sketchbook in her bag. She slung it over her shoulder and pushed past Griffin, walking into the direction of her residence hall.