Lisa felt the electricity in Corey's hand run up her arm. She held on to his hand, hoping her ecstatic glee wasn't giving her away.<br/><br/>"oh, I see. And yes! ..Um, yeah I'd like to do that.." Why was she stuttering? Lisa was a confident girl. She needed oxygen. Breath Lisa.<br/><br/>" oh, uh.. bye James" She said mostly to herself.<br/><br/>Lisa looked shockingly at Corey as he kicked the door open and thought to herself, 'how very classy', all the while trying not to laugh hysterically. Corey was different, she liked that.<br/><br/>Lisa just stood quietly next to Corey as he and the teacher had this odd exchange. Seems like Corey failed this class also, though Lisa never had Mr. K before. Lisa sat in the chair Corey lead her to and took out a notebook.<br/><br/>She turned to Corey and mouthed "old friends?" while nodding her head towards the teacher.