Russ was as disorganized as usual.  Atleast he appeared to be as disorganized as he wanted people to think.  Russ was like a con-man in training.  Almost always showing people what they wanted or expected to see but never quite actually seeing who Russ really was.<br/><br/><i> If he was as disorganized with his betting as he was with everything else, he'd be fucked...and not the good kindof "fucked".  Still...despite the fact that things are always a bit chaotic with Russ, he always manages to get shit done. </i><br/><br/>He gave Russ plenty of lead and then followed in the direction he was headed.  He really shouldn't be in the lecture but he doubted the professor would say anything and if she did, he'd simply give her the "charming smile" and tell her he was auditing the class while he decided if this was a course he wanted to take.<br/><br/>The class was started and Russ was doing a fine job of not paying attention to it all while John kept an eye out for a brunette that seemed to fail at keeping her eyes off Russ.<br/><br/>John had a keen eye, especially when it came to observing women and it didn't take him too long to ascertain which one was Hannah Baker.  He didn't bother trying to hide his observation.  He simply watched her from across the room; taking in the fine features of her face before snapping open his cell phone and sending Russ a text message.  He kept his attention on her all while typing in the text, not bothering to look down as his confidence in his ability to use the phone was high.<br/><br/><strong>h a n n a h   i s    a    g o</strong>