Casey just looked at him for some time, then down at her notepad. She wanted to scream right now, she didn't care about the other ones staring at her, all she cared about was if he was staring at her. She started writing down some few notes.<br/>"Who care if they stare at me, I'm not ugly you know, some might find me very attractive. Why do you care Al, do you have something against my outfit?" She had to be careful not to raise her voice to much, eventhough it was hard.<br/>"And what do you mean one of my fans, you talk as if I'm trying to get the attention of all the boys in school. Well for your information I'm not, there is only on person here I'm hoping will look at me for what I am, a beautiful, or at least pretty young woman." Her hands were getting warmer, she took some deep breaths to gain control of herself.