Fiona smiled at the boy"Sorry...your not my type there java man..I like a fully developed frontal cortex..it makes my panties wet."She smiles and then opened her book and looks over at you and winks.When she had been standing up after falling down she had not only flashed poor miss Alex but had gotten a glimpse of what was under Alex's skirt as well and tried to push the thought of it away.<br/><br/>She sat and tried not to stare at Alex through the class but she had already studied Shakespearean sonnets last year...but she did enjoy them quite a bit and Alex might notice as the teacher read aloud from the play hamlet Fiona would seem to murmur along with him not looking at the book."This above all, to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man..."Then Fiona noticed people were looking at her confused and she blushed a bit and glared back"Its the bard...and I know how to read stop looking at me like that..."She grumbled and sighs looking over at you looking self conscious...honestly she didn't much care what the rest of them thought of her...just you..she didn't want to see any kind of mocking or annoyance in those lovely dark eyes of yours...you seemed to understand what a good book could do.And fuck if that didn't make her a goddess in Fiona's eyes...brains and beauty and she was nice!she was expecting to wake up any moment to find it all a dream.