Art class was fun for Agatha. Granted, the teacher was not great at explaining things, yet it did not deter from her joy at the subject and getting to make something pretty. She wasted no time in completing the project for the day before she overheard the conversation between Aaliyah, Mikaela, and Blair. She had to admit, she thought Blair was handsome, and somewhat funny. Aaliyah, of course, she figured could stand to not be so controlling. Agatha never bothered to say anything about it, however, opting to focus on her studies and family.
During class, she was so busy with a sketch she worked on in her spare time, she accidentally shoved her eraser away from her and off the desk. "Oops. Must've gotten a little carried away." Looking around, she asked herself, "Hmmm... where could it have gone?" Her question was immediately answered when one of the male classmates presented the lost item to her, which she gladly received back with a gentle smile and a sweet, "Thank you!" One of the other male classmates encourage the boy to go for it and ask her out, which made him awkward, but Agatha giggled and said, "Oh, don't worry about it! He's just being sweet, is all!"
Then, the bell rang. Picking up her things, she went out the door and made her way to the locker, which was next to Blair's. She waved to him politely before grabbing her books for Physics and walking to that class. Along the way, boys she walked past stopped to gaze at her without her noticing. Sure, Aaliyah may be feared and respected, yet there were still a great deal of boys that simply and secretly adored Agatha for more reasons than one. Her trim and simplistic beauty, her intelligence, her compassion, even the way she often manages to put a smile on people's faces draws the guys to her like a magnet. Ironically, she never figured that out, thinking they were simply being kind to her. Much gossip is about that whoever would win her heart would be a hero around school.
Halfway to her destination, her favorite relatives spotted her and began to walk alongside her, one on each side. Akira, naturally, asked if anyone was a bother to her, and she, as usual, answered to the negative in a happy mood. Once in the Physics classroom, Agatha sat at her usual spot up front, Akira right behind her to keep his eye on her in case anyone were to try anything disrespectful. Yoshio, naturally, decided to sit next to Kueng, giving him a wink as he did so.
From there, the music fanatic tapped the shoulder of Akira, directly in front of him, and said to his cousin, "Akira-kun, did you notice how Lily-chan is smitten by you?"
Akira raised an eye-brow. "You mean Lillian? No, no I haven't, Yoshio." His eyes squinting, he asked, "What are you getting at?"
Yoshio shrugged. "Well, I wouldn't want my little cousin to be all alone, now would I?" He playfully nudged Akira and added with a sly grin, "Come on! Step up to the plate! Give her a chance!"
"I'll think about it," was Akira's simple answer. He glanced over in Lillian's direction for a brief moment, then thought to himself as to how such a thing would work due to the fact he and Lillian barely knew each other, at the moment. Of course, he refocused his attention to his notes after a fraction of time.
Yoshio rolled his eyes. "You're hopeless, Akira-kun. You really are."
Meanwhile, Agatha glanced over at Blair for a moment, taking in his mischievous demeanor, and softly giggled to herself before reviewing her notes for the third time that day. She was always a book worm, not to mention a great athlete. It is difficult to find that combination. How she did it is a mystery to some people, but for her, it was simply time management.