Time for some bonding with Professor Walsh. Haha. Not sure when this takes place. Sometime after Wild At Heart, though. Anyway, let me know.
Boring
Her lecture was boring. She knew it was. Heck, she'd even be willing to admit it in front of a live audience. However, knowing is very different than caring. Her students, clearly having noticed the tedious subject they were covering that day, were idly playing with their pencils or doodling on their papers or even speaking in hushed tones. Except for those two-the ones in the middle row.
It was the blond girl she'd met before. Buffy something. Summers? Hm. Maybe. Next to her sat the only person still paying attention. The red-haired girl next to Buffy was still listening intently, even taking notes.
Summers, she noted, was not watching her, but instead had her eyes glued on the red-head. Not looking-over-the-shoulder-note-taking either. She was staring at her friend's face, a sligh smile on her mouth.
Professor Walsh felt herself smiling as she continued to speak and pace in front of the almost completely inattentive class. Perhaps she'd allow Buffy not to pay attention today. Just this once.
Short, I know, but I'm gonna post the next one today as well, which is slightly longer and somewhat worth it. Tell me what you thought.