Rayne looked up at the teacher and spoke in a quiet voice, a small blush on her face. "Ah, I-It's okay... Really... I-I don't really need a guide." But it was too late. The teacher had made up her mind and the boy had agreed. Great. That was always lovely when the teacher imediatly makes you his/her pet right off the bat. She closed her notebook as the class started.<br/><br/>To Kill a Moching Bird was what they were studing this year. Rayne had her own copy of the book. Hard cover. It was her favorite book. So it wouldn't be hard to analize such a book, seeing as how she read it over a hundred times. Nothing like good old Atticus Finch to make traviling more enjoyable. She opened her book up to the page they were at and listened as the teacher read threw it...<br/><br/>The bell finally rang signaling lunch. Rayne got up and started to gather her things when a girl grabbed her notebook. The blond haired girl smirked and giggled. "What is this? You're diary?" The blond opened it up. "Oooh~ look what we have here. Love letters." Rayne sighs and reaches for her book but the girl pulls it away from her. Rayne rolls her eye and crosses her arms. "No, they're poems. Can I please have my book back now." The blond chuckles and starts reading one aloud. "OH HOW I LONG FOR THE DAY...." Rayne blushes a little and reaches for her notebook again and again the girl pulls it away. "Now, now don't be rude." Rayne sighs and begins backing her other stuff into her large purse. "Please, may I have it back." The girl continues to tease her about her poems.