Lucas's eyes glared at Sylvette, then a slow smile broke over his face as he looked over her. Growling lowly he smiled and shrugged at her.<br/><br/>"Sorry Syvette, can't handle a little competition? I'm sorry I'm cuter than you, but you'll learn how to beat me one day,. don't you think?"<br/><br/>He turned to Ann and was a deep red. Not wanting her to think anything bad about him, he looked into her eyes for a minute and tried to forced a smile as he did so. His hands were clenched into fists and he squeezed them tight, his nails deep into his palms.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't...I mean I know we know each other but you haven't really made anything known...and I don't know how the Headmaster would feel...Sylvette is just messing around. Not that you aren't pretty!!"