Gabriella was one of the first people into her speech class, she sat down in the back row, in a corner and took out the text for speech. She had already read the first two chapters of the book over the weekend, avoiding leaving her room. She wasn't mad at Vincent, Per-say, it was worse. She was hurt by him, again.<br/><br/>Gabby was only ten minutes early to the class and the room slowly filled and the teacher entered five minutes before the class was to start. The professor was a middle aged woman with long peppered black hair and tired blue eyes. She watched the clock carefully and as the second hand hit the 12 and made it 8 she began to talk. "There are three rules in this class," She started to write the rules out on the old chalk board. "One, do not be tardy. Two, do not give me excuses. Three, do not eat in my class." A few people slowly tried to hide the breakfast they had brought with.<br/><br/>Not even 30 seconds late Vincent walked in, eating a sausage. A smile crossed Gabby's face, typical Vinny, Gabby had to resist the urge to laugh at him. "What's so funny...." He asked as the class began to chuckle, then the annoyed teacher showed him the syllabus and he chuckled. His punishment was being the first to do an icebreaker. He glanced around the room quickly and spotted Gabby, waving to her happily, like before everything changed. Gabriella felt a sudden surge of happiness, and smiled at him, but instantly regretted it. She knew what he had become, she'd just be another notch on his belt.<br/><br/>Vincent spoke up, doing his icebreaker. "Hello guys...my name is Vincent and I like to play guitar and play sports...my most cherished memory was when I played a girlfriend a song...that took me...three months...to learn..." Gabby remembered that, it was one of the sweetest things anyone had ever done for her, the moment actually caused her to cry. She watched him with a blank and shocked face.<em>He doesn't mean it... Just another notch... He doesn't actually want you... Just sex.</em>Now she was hurting herself.<br/>The class room went around and each of the 30 some odd students said their names, hobbies and a cherish moment, and finally it came to her. She stood up at her desk and spoke calmly, staring at the teacher in front of her. Avoiding looking to the left towards Vincent. "My name is Gabriella, but I go by Gabby. I like to read, listen to music and paint..." She fell silent for a moment, thinking on a cherished moment. Her head filled with Vincent. "I don't have one." She blurted out and sat down quickly, red rising to her face. The middle-aged woman looked slightly confused but then just turned and started to talk.<br/>Throughout the class Gabby would glance over at Vincent, and just as quickly look away. She missed being able to look at him, touch him, feel him. It had been so long and now... Now she would be nothing more than a quickly.<br/>9:15 came around slowly, almost dragging on twice the length it needed to be. The teacher assigned the first chapter as reading with the promise of a quiz on Friday. Gabriella calmly packed her things back into her bag, doing so slowly, half hoping Vincent would talk to her, half hoping he would leave her alone.