'Different' Alistair replied after finally managing to shake off the bewilderment. He scrambled for his own notepad and hastily began copying down notes. He felt irritated by the new feeling of confusion that ran through him. Two mysteries in one day and he didn't know the answer to any of the questions that they brought up.<br/>'You look very very different.' Alistair spoke uneasily. His mind was filled with thoughts of pies, hair cuts, the jock and Casey's exposed thigh. God what he would give for a stick of gum. Sherlock Holmes had used drugs and smoking to sharpen his mind, but Alistair preferred using a more healthy alternative. Chewing gum usually made his mind calm down and assess the facts more clearly.<br/>'We erased Ryan's portrait after you left.' Alistair spoke, trying to focus on answering her first question, perhaps it would clear the confusion, 'He seemed very grateful but I'm keeping an eye on him. Can't trust a guy who tried to kill us only a few hours ago.' He spoke and scratched down a few notes with his pen.<br/>'Lulu seems pretty happy that he's joined. I mean it's clear she-ok look why the change?' He asked quietly, unable to keep the question bottled up. He kept an eye on the teacher, not just make sure that he couldn't hear their conversation but also to tear his eyes away from her skirt.<br/>'Yesterday you didn't want anybody looking at you and now every guy in the class can't stop staring at your chest' Alistair whispered and pointed to several boys in the class room with the end of his pen. Each boy that he pointed to seemed to quickly glance back at Casey before turning back to the notes, a feeble attempt at trying to be subtle when checking her out.<br/>'And they're not even the worse ones. I just had an encounter with one of your fans. He seemed to want me to stay as far away from you as possible' Alistair spoke before shrugging, 'As you can see I was more than happy to oblige and am now sitting next to you in the hope that he won't feel threatened by my presence.'