One of the other girls elbowed her as they came in, teasing her claiming the "hottie billionare" was looking at her.  Syl shook her head in protest, blushing faintly, but she did cast one look his way as they moved in to take their seats.  She didn't think he was looking at her, or at any of them, if anything he seemed utterly disinterested in all of them.  She asserted as much before dragging her focus away, concentrating on other things.  He might hear her as she ordered herself a simple drink, earning a teasing comment from one of her friends as she added a blueberry scone to go with it.<br/><br/>the table was filled with all sorts of talking and chatter, Syl amongst those chatting, though perhaps not so much as others there.  her gaze was drawn back to him again, her vivid eyes thoughtful.  He really was fun to look at.  He had the kind of figure she liked, toned without being obnoxiously so, well dressed without forcing a designer label down peoples throats.  She usually preferred longer hair, but she found that his look suited him.  If he caught her at her game of watching she would blush and turn her gaze away rather quickly.<br/><br/>When he made to leave there was a flurry of comments from the table again, one of them teasing Syl that her 'boyfriend" was leaving.  She blushed, shaking her head, and worried that he might have heard it she shot him an apologetic look.  It wasn't her fault her class was filled with people who liked to pick on each other, and especially -her-.