"Hey, you can't judge every man because of one. This guy is nice, a friend of Drake’s." She smiles doing that annoying face she knows I can't say no to since we were eight. I will never forget when I first met Alex; my mum had taken me to get an ice cream from the local ice cream van. Alex had just got hers in front of me and I decided to get the same because her ice cream looked good. When the truck left, Alex tripped over and dropped hers. My mum and I rushed over as she cried her eyes out over her ice cream. I offered to share mine and then we were inseparable when I saw her at school the next day.

"Fine, but if this doesn't go well I'm blaming you." I laugh.

"Winter Masters, is there something wrong." My professor asks, causing the whole class to look at me. I can hear Alex's snort as I answer.

"No, sir. We were just discussing the work." I say with red cheeks. The professor raises his bushy eyebrows at me, I know he doesn’t believe me, damn I wouldn’t believe me. I’m a terrible liar.

"Well, discuss it more quietly next time; I'm sure the whole class doesn't want to know about your dating life." I hold in the urge to hide under the table at his blunt reply.

A boy about my age puts his hand up at the front, drawing the whole room’s attention to him. The boy has messy brown hair that’s covered up with a backwards cap. He is quite muscular under his top and shorts from what I can see. I’ve heard a few comments about how attractive he is, which he defiantly is.

"I would like to know sir." He says loudly before winking at me over his shoulder. I know I’m redder than a tomato now and one glance at Alex shows how funny she thinks this is. I’m leaving her to sleep throughout the class next time.

"That's enough, Harris. All of you get back to work. I am running tests on this next week.” He picks up a large pile of papers, most likely the tests he made us do last week, and hasn’t bothered to mark them yet. I watch as he goes to his desk and pulls out his phone. I’m sure he is playing some game by the way he is typing but he defiantly isn’t marking the tests.

“Also, while I remember, you need to find work experience in the next week or you'll be helping me sort out the university lost and found, for four weeks," I swear the old professor even smirked. I bet they would be getting him more coffees than they would be doing anything else.

"Have you heard back from the local vets yet?" Alex asks opening her book, as everyone starts reading quietly.