She strolled into the class room. Her steps had a spring in them making it almost half of a skip. The newly highlighted hair was in a messy bun with strands of hair falling from it. She had a grin on her face as she looked up at the clock. The bell that stated that they had to be in their classes rang. Not a second to spare. She took a seat a row in front of Oman and two seats to the left. The guy next to her looked at her. "Perfect!" Rain smiled at his words. Everyone who had been in Rain's class before knew the stunts she played.

She girl looked at the teacher. "O no..." She muttered. She had this teacher before. And honestly, Rain was not fond of th teacher, and the teacher flat out hated Rain. The eighteen year old rolled her head back, popping her neck. "Great..." The mumble sliped out. Her once smiling voice showed she was utterly bored and was not wanting to do this.

Once the teacher, Mrs. Ward, said that they had to do a project, Rain grinned. She loved projects. It meant to meet someone new and have an excuse to go to another person's house and mess around for hours. All the girl wanted now was to be able to pick her own partner. Before she could even look around the room to choose the lucky person to be her partner, the teacher announced that they would have assigned partners. A couple of moans and groans were given around the room. Rain was fine with that.

Mrs. Ward started calling out the partners that were assigned. She had announced almost all of the people when she called out "Rain Swamp..." She paused and glared at Rain. The teacher shook her head, frowning. "Owen Rivers." The girl tried not to sigh or groan. She glanced around the room.

The gril turned around to face Oman. Her black hair slightly over her face. She grinned, this was going to be good. Not a lot of people had enough guts to correct any teachers. All of the kids were either starring at the male or the teacher. Everyone wanted to see the teachers response, but they got none. All the teacher did was shake his head and continue to call of the names of partners.

When Oman fell, everyone snappeded their head around. Rain looked a bit concerned but grinned when he let the curse slip, obviously he was fine. Her hand went up to itch behind ear. Everyone else turned around to listen for their name's and their partner's when Rain's partner muttered the appology.

The eighteen year old waited till the were looking into each other's eyes. She smiled. Her green eyes lit up. They were almost the same color as the highlights in her hair, lime green. Her hand went up and she wigled her fingers in a litle wave. She bit her lip slightly.

Her mouth mouthed a hello. Maybe this would not be so bad. Sure, he was what? Two years younger? It did not really matter to her. He was still fine with her. It was all looks and personality. He had both. Of corse, he did look as if he was trying to hard. He could probably get annoying easily. But, Rain was just guessing. She would still give him a chance though.