I sit in my chair with my feet on my desk. I obviously don't care since I'm not listening to the teacher telling me to sit down correctly. And because I wasn't listening, I didn't hear the teacher say that we were getting a new student.

You walk in and my eyes almost instantly lock with yours. I stare at you like I'm memorized, and I grin with hunger in my eyes. I sit properly and I keep my eyes on you. I guess how old you are, since this is a senior classroom and you look really, really young. Mmm... cute. Is she a Freshman? I think to myself.