Keith's heart sank a bit when he saw Alexandria and her friend walking up to him. He tried to keep calm, but something about her just had him feeling odd. Bullies didn't really bother him anymore, he just told himself not to care, but something about her . . . it felt like cold knives sliding along his skin. When she asked for his timetable, he reached into his back pocket and got it, accidentally having the plans to his heist right under it. He handed her the papers, not realizing he just gave her his plan as well. He didn't feel all that uncomfortable with her friend grabbing his collar and commenting on his clothes, he'd heard that bit before.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry you got thirsty" Keith was genuinely apologetic and he sure sounded it. She may have dumped the water on him, by he still felt bad about it. "I'll get you a new water, I promise." he said<br/><br/>As Erika reached for his glasses, he flinched a bit, her hand was next to his bruise. But none the less, he let her take his glasses off. He couldn't tell what they thought of his face without his glasses, his eyesight was awful and gave him very bad headaches. Despite that, he stood still so they could examine him. Alexandria would have assuredly seen that all their classes matched, and also have noticed the other piece of paper behind the timestable<br/><br/>He may have been uncomfortable, but without his glasses his face was calm and masculine. His eyes were a polished steel color and his jawline had authority to it. Light freckles covered just the bridge of his nose