As nice as she was and she was well known for it, Annie felt her exasperation grow. This was completely unfair, she had spent the best part of that morning getting the nerve up to finally go and speak one on one with the professor, to even go so far as proposition him if it came to it and now it was all slipping away from her. The excitement that had been building in her stomach the past few hours now felt as if it would hurl its contents and grudgingly she thought that if she did throw up, she bloody well should do it over Shawn Quinn's shoes!<br/><br/>Why he was telling her he had a law class dumbfounded her completely but he seemed to think that it was necessary. Didn't he realise that he had asked her and not the other way around? Annie was amazed at the amount of hostility she felt towards the guy, though all he had done was bump into her and drop his books; apologise and try to maintain some etiquette by starting a conversation. It aggravated her that one minute she was ready to kick him and the next she was feeling like the ogre in the scenario.<br/><strong>"That's nice Shawn"</strong>she told him with a polite smile,<strong>"Well I'm sure you're going to be late then, so I'll let you get on with to it."</strong><br/>It was the only way she could think of to get rid of him and send him literally on his way. He had said his next class was Law after all, she just hoped it was the class after the bell rang and not later that day. Politeness made her stand and wait like an utter fool and she knew deep down she'd end up regretting it.