"Hey!  Weed Girl!"  As focused as she was, the shout from behind possibly startled her.  Looking somewhat out-of-breath, Shawn came jogging up behind her.  "Man girl, you can really move when you want to!  You ever thought about trying out for track?  Anyway, I was so startled when you ran into me I totally spaced - Golden Boy wanted me to give you a message.  Don't ask me why, I'm just the messenger.  Anyway, he said that he had something important to do, and that the class project you guys were going to work on would have to wait until later?"  Shawn sounded uncertain.  "I didn't know you had a class with Mike...  Anyway, he was hanging out with Red Alert so I would take him seriously if he says to leave him alone."<br/><br/>Seeing the confusion in Esther's eyes Shawn quickly explained, "Oh, Red Alert is what the rest of the team calls Olivia Turrow.  You know, 'cause she's a redhead, and well, if you saw the fits Mike gets into whenever she's around the 'alert' part would make sense...  you know what?  Forget it, it was funnier in my head.  You know how that happens sometimes?"  The sandy-blond boy scratched the back of his head, a stupid smile on his face.<br/><br/>It occurred to Esther that Shawn was trying to flirt with her.  Shawn had never tried to flirt with her before.  Another new thing to get used to...<br/><br/>((OOC: Just a heads up - don't skip through next class... er wait.  I thought we were at lunch?  Wouldn't 5th period be next?  Or did I jump too far ahead at the beginning and you backtracked?  Anyway, whichever class is next, don't time-jump past it; I have plans.  :P  Unless Esther is planning on skipping class entirely, anyway.  Then my plans can change.  :-) ))