"Thank you. I'm Justine."  Justine smiled gratefully, too distracted to notice the harshness of  his first reply.  She didn't offer a hand as they were busy keeping her books from spreading even more randomly.  "Everything here is just, so much!"  Her pale blue eyes flashed a reflection of the smile, but she turned away from him after a moment as she sorted through her newly acquired booty to find a pen and notebook.  It was only minutes later, listening to the professor go through the syllabus, that her heart sank in reaction to dire suspicion.<br/><br/>"Uh..."  She leaned over and whispered to the guy...  Josh?  Yeah Josh.  "Josh?  This isn't Freshman English, is it?"  How could she be so stupid as to go to the wrong classroom?  She was sure the number was right.  Sorting again through her newly-purchased mess, she found her class schedule and checked her watch.  It looked like... oh my gosh!  She wasn't late for class, she was almost an hour early!  "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She muttered to herself.  Maybe she could fake it and sit through the class.  At least she was in the right place.