Ruby had been looking FORWARD to this lesson and it had nothing to do with the class itself, just that certain things about this particular class had been decided. She entered the room in almost perfect uniform. Almost. Her skirt was as short as she could get away with, all things considered.

She greeted the professor back, noticed the cameras and then sashayed towards her intended seat... except whooops! She dropped her pencil. Right by Grayson's desk. Obvy she had to pick that up. She crouched down (like a laaaady, because she wasn't going to bend over in a skirt today), kept her back straight, and scooped it up. Then she gave him a little smile and wiggled the pencil at him instead of waving. He best have remembered their deal, because Ruby had.

She straightened up and went to her seat, sitting down carefully, waving around here and there at other people worthy of her notice. They knew who they were. Cuties. Friends. All of the above.

Hmm, it was a bit breezy in here, right? No? Just her?