Sara just groaned and looked with a pouting face at the front of the class, the girl had checked a box he hadn't even written down. What was that about? Since he had no place to go tonight he figured he would have to find a room mate to start off, she seemed normal enough. Maybe it was odd here for guys and girls to share rooms? No way, it was easier to keep things clean when another guy wasn't around and Sara was almost never around he liked the silence of libraries and coffee shops. Staying at a dorm room would be far to noisy for him.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed">“Alright”</span>He muttered and patted the smaller girl on the shoulder. Though as he did something that sounded like wood splintering echoed from behind him.<br/><br/>Gulping at the sight of the teachers behind he just rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger<span style="color: DarkRed">. “This is going to be a long year” </span>To anyone who bothered to look at him the sight might make you think he wasn't interested in girls, or at least was respectful enough to not stare at his teacher.<br/><br/>The thoughts in his mind however were far from respectful, an image of bending his teacher farther over into the lap of the cat girl and tear apart-<span style="color: DarkRed"> “stop it” </span>He whispered out loud and blushed that someone else might have heard, even though the words meant nothing without the context.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed">“Can we get on with the class? I would prefer to learn something, that is if your done threatening the students.”</span>He asked out loud hoping this might get something less eventful to happen in this classroom.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>