Abby walked in, sitting by one of her friends and beginning to quietly talk.<br/>"Hey, did you see the new teacher?" Her friend asked softly.<br/>"No, who?" Abby turned and looked at the man behind the teacher's desk.<br/>He was good-looking, but he was a teacher.<br/>She pulled out a notebook and a pen, ready for class to start.<br/>So far, the class was respectfully quiet, since the students were carefully selected to study here.<br/>Abby brushed her blond hair from over her shoulder and looked up at the teacher.