Rachel just couldn't seem to stop staring, watching the other girl with a fascination bordering on...something.  She knew what that something was, but she was in class, so it wasn't something she wanted right now.  She just had to calm down.<br/><br/>"Hey, Miranda," she said, shaking the hand politely.  She already felt so warm, and her heartbeat betrayed her by the rapid pitter patter in her ears, keeping her from being able to concentrate.  Why was this room so hot?  She almost felt like she was on fire, but it didn't hurt.  If anything, it felt so good, except that she wanted more.<br/><br/>NO!  She was in class.  She had to calm down.  The reminder about her hair helped her to take a deep breath, focusing upon her hair in order to make it stay exactly as it now was, with a few of the random strands matching Miranda's hue perfectly but otherwise honey blonde.  She crossed her legs tightly, vowing to herself just not to think about it.<br/><br/>"Um, my hair is, um..."  She tried to think of an excuse, but nothing was forthcoming.  Not when Miranda was smiling at her and the urge between her legs just kept growing.  She had to relax, just relax...<br/><br/>"Friends?"  Friends was good.  Friends meant that she could calm down, stop thinking about...no, friends was terrible.  Her smile evaporated as her eyes started involuntarily drifting down from Miranda's face.  With a soft gulp, she forced her eyes back up to Miranda's, her own gaze now a perfect match for Miranda's baby blues.  "Friends, sure."  She nodded.  "It's my first day too, yeah."  What was the matter with her?  How was she going to get through the whole day?<br/><br/>She already knew how, but she had to try not to think about that.