(Ah yes the queer urge to sit in anything but a chair, and when a chair the wrongest way possible, I feel ya Alex XD)
Cas took a quick look around the room as Mr Mecredis began writing formulas up on the board. Ignoring the eyes he did meet as much as he could. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Vampires, most he met were actually very nice, at least those who ventured into his shop, either out of curiosity or genuine need for his assistance. There were a few Vampires that came into his shop to mock and make fun of Cas but most were harmless…most. He had only had two incidents where things had gotten violent. Thankfully Cas had managed out of the situations mostly unscathed, though the shop did suffer a broken window and some charred framing from a fire. He swept his gaze to the back of the class, pausing when he saw Alex surrounded by his friends, smiling and relaxed.
“Mr Leroux, what could possibly be so interesting at the back of my class?” Mr Mecredis was now directly looking at Cas, a flash of red in his otherwise grew eyes. Cas snapped his attention back to the front of the room and shook his head, “N-Nothing sir, just looking for my notebook.”
Me Mecredis arched an eyebrow as he peered down at Cas. “The same notebook that happens to be in front of you and unopened, Mr Leroux?” He asked unconvinced. Cas’ cheeks bloomed a deep red, while a sharp shiver shot down his back when he felt the gaze of half the class on him, the half class of vampires who could no doubt sense his quickening pulse, upon him. “Y-yes sir, that one. I’m sorry.” He managed out as he dug out a pencil from his bag and began to copy down the notes, keeping his head bent low and his eyes on the front. No more looking back at the pretty vampire boy. Cas didn’t even think Alex knew who he was anyways. Well, he knows now. Cas shook away the thought, willing himself not to grow even more embarrassed.
“Take a seat Mr Nithe. It seems that you and Mr Leroux have the same late scheduling today and the ability to continuously interrupt my class.” Jeckle Nithe settled beside Alex, offering a grin before taking out his own notebook. Jeckle was the only vampire Cas knew well, and he wished he really didn’t. Jeckle was one of those people you never knew the next move of. One day he could be friendly and playful while the next standoffish and pissed. Today seemed like a good day. Can offered a shy smile of his own and relaxed slightly, sliding his notebook over so Jeckle could copy down the notes he had missed. Jeckle slid a piece of paper over to Cas as he took the notebook.