Amber noticed Liam packing up which seemed to be the signal to the other students as well. She was almost sad to see them packing up and covering up their individual pieces. Though as she looked at the model who could finally move, she bet the model was happy class was over. She knew she would be if she had to stand nearly perfectly still for an hour. Then again, she didn't know how she would feel if she had people staring at her. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she looked up and noticed Liam standing there. Unaware of his inner turmoil, she rushed over to hold open the door.<br/><br/>"Here! Let me get that for you. You look like you have your arms full there." She gave him a smile as she turned the knob and pushed the door opened. Ahhh. Fresh air! It was wonderful after being cooped up in that room. She wondered how most humans could stand it. Even without heightened senses, they had to eventually get tired of the paint smell. Then again, she wasn't an artist so she couldn't speak for any of them. Maybe it was just something people go used too. "Will there be any more doors that I can open for you?" She mentally did a face palm.<span style="font-style: italic">Smooth Amber. Real smooth.</span><br/><br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Onyx stomped across the yard, grumbling under his breath. His hands were clenched into fists and stuffed into his pockets to keep him from swinging at any person nearby. He doubted the Elders would forgive him if he got into a fight at Amber's school and he didn't want to face them or if he was unlucky, the Alpha. Besides that, it was a good way to get on Amber's bad side and he liked to think he just got back to her neutral side. He was pretty sure she had forgiven him for punching that guy out. How was he suppose to know he was just asking where a room was? The answer was, he did know, he just wanted an excuse to punch him.<br/><br/>Taking a sniff of the air, he made sure he hadn't lost her scent. Amber was suppose to be home an hour and a half ago. The fact that she hadn't shown up to the car had him antsy. Antsy for a fight and not for worry over her though. Pulling out a hand, he dragged it through his hair as he moved across the square of grass.<br/><br/>Catching the sound of music, he had to bob his head along to the beat. Good choice in music. Glancing over to where the sound was coming from, he decided that he didn't like the look of the guy listening to it. But as much as he wanted to punch the guy's guts up to his head, he knew he was running out of time. Even if Amber never found out about it, he had a feeling that the Clan back home was also getting worried and soon would send out someone to pick them both up. He didn't need the lecture so for today, Brian would escape a fight, but Onyx made sure to remember his face so that next time he could send a fist flying his way.