While diligently working something hit Orihime. No, not a related thought but a small paper ball. She sighed in exasperation and picked it up. Seeing as this part of campus was closer to Kappa Rho's rival fraternity, she wrote it off as one of their girlfriends giving her a hard time. Then she noticed writing on or in it. Orihime's curiosity won out and revealed Grimmjow's sloppy handwriting teasing about tardiness. Momentarily embarrassment took over but a funny thought came to her mind. Turning to a fresh sheet of paper, she sketched an adorable chibi of herself asleep on her statistics textbook with the caption 'Studying'. Now how to get it to him without anyone noticing...<br/><br/>Orihime decided to make a tiny paper airplane. She threw it back over her shoulder towards Grimmjow. Unfortunately it landed right beside resident brown-noser and class snob, Midori. The girls had never gotten along and thanks to the smug blonde's attitude they probably would never. Not to mention the annoying habit of emphasizing almost every other word she spoke. "Professor! I think Inoue finds your<span style="font-style: italic">enthralling</span>class too<span style="font-style: italic">boring</span>for her. She's making<span style="font-style: italic">ugly</span>doodles and trying to send them around!" The professor rubbed his temples in slow circular motions. He was requesting a paid leave next week if it killed him. "Miss Inoue, you should know better. Save your drawings for after class. I don't care what you do in other teachers' classes but in mine that's unacceptable." Orihime became flustered and stood up, “B-But it’s not my fault! I only made one and—“ The professor held up his hand. “Have a seat Miss Inoue. I’ll see you after class.”<br/><br/>The redhead crumpled into her seat. Her big grey eyes filled with worry and the familiar sting of tears began creeping up. Nothing seemed to be going right today. “Yes sir…” Satisfied with Orihime’s chastisement, Midori looked over her shoulder at Grimmjow with a venomous glare. She hated him for the same reason almost everyone hated her. She thought Grimmjow was too arrogant for his own good, sauntering into class whenever he pleased and making snide remarks like he owned the place. Midori welcomed the chance to knock him down several pegs. “Oh! Professor,<span style="font-style: italic">don’t</span>let me forget the<span style="font-style: italic"> rude</span>little<span style="font-style: italic">boy</span>behind me. I would call him a student but<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>requires actual<span style="font-style: italic">work</span>. I find his<span style="font-style: italic">constant</span>whispering and<span style="font-style: italic">giggling</span>really distracting.” Just to restore order the professor demanded Grimmjow stay back also. No, no, no, no! Orihime panicked inside as class continued. If Takashi came to pick her up and saw her leave the building with Grimmjow of all people! She shuddered. Things couldn’t get worse.