A soft snort came from her as she adjusted her uniform skirt. Her gaze focused on the male as he sat in his desk and glanced at her. At his words her nose wrinkled as a small smile tugged at her lips. At his final words, her expression hardened and her jaw clenched.  

"Do forgive me [i]My Lord[/i] but class is in session and I don't feel inclined to move." Her tone was sweet, clipped and a tense smile was on her lips. This boy was more annoying then -she stopped that thought immediately- and glanced down at her notebook. Blinking her heavy eyes and allowing a small scowl to stretched across her features. 

She was tired and in no need to be jerked around. Her eyes narrowed in irritation and her jaw grit, the sound of the bell ringing had a sigh escaping her lips. Rising from her seat and pausing only to glance back at the odd, irritating boy. Her eyes flashed and with a shake of her head, Kyra turns and heads out into the hall. 

Maybe Spanish 3 would be easier, and less annoying then this class. [@Mae]