His feet up on the chair in front of him, Darcy leaned back with an almost bored expression as those around him talked about whatever they had been doing this weekend. It was all old news, nothing exciting, nothing to catch his attention.<br/><br/>“Everything okay Darce?” One of the girls a few desks over asked, looking up from her phone. Very few people got to address him in such a way, those in his circle getting the privilege.<br/><br/>“Other than bored out of my mind and class hasn’t even started yet?” He asked, a smirk on his face as one hand flicking a few stray strands of hair off to the side.<br/><br/>“Tell me about it.” She laughed. “It’s like nobody did anything this weekend! Where’s the fun in that?” She returned.<br/><br/>“Oh! I almost had a run in with her this morning.” Darcy remarked, purposefully not using Lesia’s name.<br/><br/>“No! Is she still being all…whatever you want to call that?” A few hand gestures accompanied the search for a way to describe it.<br/><br/>“She didn’t stick around long, but nothing’s changed.” Darcy said a little haughley.<br/><br/>“Aww, someone’s not over it I see.” The girl laughed, glancing back down at her phone.<br/><br/>“I mean, would you?” Darcy returned with a laugh, his attention drawn to the other students as they began taking their seats.