Jacob read Max’s reply and tried not to chuckle to himself. The right sort of people? Max was trying to make friends with the right sort of people in a vampire’s den. He was almost sad that the human missed the lecture on parasites.<br/><br/>Taking the paper he quickly wrote “I think you and I will get along splendidly” and passed it back to Max. Elise had taken the piece of paper, crumbled it into her bag, and ignored it. Jacob expected that, but he also knew that she would be mildly steamed about it, and frustrating her was one of his small joys.<br/><br/>This was the worse class that Elise had to sit through. She had to deal with Jacob’s antics and jabs, and try not to think about the situation with Max, all while attempting to listen to the teacher. Max said that he could listen and daydream at the same time, and she knew Jacob’s memory and listening skills were impeccable, but Elise herself had to work at learning. It wasn’t something she was raised with and often enough she wasn’t used to some of the things they were supposed to be useful for. Most of it didn’t seem practical to her and she had to focus to get it. She had worked hard up until now, and she wasn’t about to let a human and a brat like Jacob distract her. Or so she told herself. If she was honest, they were the most distracting things in the world.<br/><br/>Once class was over Elise stood up and packed up her things. Jacob didn’t have things to pack up, only his book and his notebook to grab. He stood up and turned toward Max. “Well Max. It’s been an interesting class. Elissse. Always a pleasure.” He acted as though he was tipping an invisible hat to them and then made his way out the door.<br/><br/>“Gets on my last nerve…” Elise muttered as she shouldered her bag. “Every time.”