Conrad strode into the classroom, slamming his books on to the desk and throwing himself into a chair at the front.<br/><br/>He looked across the classroom, spotting a pretty new girl settling into a chair at the back.  He looked at his wristwatch and yawned languidly.<em>Ten minutes to go: at least we have one keen student this year</em><br/><br/>He picked up Donne book and flicked through it, surreptitiously casting glances at the girl in the black tee as he appeared to read.<br/>