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Stacy couldn't help the tiny smile that was playing at her lips as she entered the English building.
As she made her way to the room in which her Creating Writing class was to be held, she thought about Shane McMahon.
The young man had been really nice - and sweet - surprisingly so. She'd known him casually, in passing, for a couple of years now, since she'd been at Cannon's Worth, but she'd never really had a real conversation with him until now.
Before today, she had always thought of the dark-haired man as more or less the headmaster and dean's son. She'd even thought he was a bit stuck up, but now that she'd really spoken with him, she could see that she'd misjudged him. That was certainly a surprise - a pleasant one.
The leggy blonde's face grew happier still as she entered the classroom, catching two familiar and very welcome faces inside.
"Hey, Stace!" One of two blond, long-haired young men stood up from his desk just a bit and waved at her. His handsome face wore a smile. Sitting at his right side was his best friend, who wore a bright, toothy grin on his own face.
"Jay! Adam!" the young woman practically squealed as she made a beeline for them. As luck would have it, there was an unoccupied desk at Jay Reso's left. Hastily, she took a seat, plopping her books down on top of the desk. The young man reached over, across his own desk to envelop Stacy in a hug as best he could manage in their current positions. She laughed and returned the embrace.
"Hey, Stacy!" the other, taller man said, and Adam Copeland leaned forward to meet her eyes from behind his best friend, one hand up in a wave.
She waved back.
"I had no idea you guys were in any of my classes!"
This is a surprise to us, too," the shorter man said, his blue eyes sparkling as he smiled at her. He couldn't help thinking how happy he was to see Stacy - and that she was just as breathtakingly beautiful as he'd remembered from last semester. "I... uh, I mean, we knew we were in this class, but not that you also registered for it."
Adam burst into laughter and whacked him on the shoulder, which only caused Jay further embarrassment. God, Stacy must have thought he sounded like such a dork...
"I'm glad we're all together again!" the leggy blonde exclaimed, a bit smile still present on her face. Last semester, they'd all been in the same algebra class. "The Three Musketeers, reunited!" She pumped a small fist into the air playfully. And it was true, in essence, that the three had been like The Three Musketeers - they were very close and had hung out together all the time. "Are you guys doing anything after class?"
"No, not really," Adam replied with a shrug. "Nothing special."
"Great!" Stacy said. She looked from one of them to the other. "Then you can come with me - you can meet Amy."
"Who's Amy?" the taller young man questioned.
"My new friend and roommate," the leggy blonde said. "She's really cool - I think you'll both like her." She winked as she met Adam's green eyes. Inwardly, as she shifted her gaze to Jay, she thought, I hope you don't like her more... Stacy was actually a little shy to admit to Jay that she had a huge crush on him - and had practically the moment they'd become friends.
"All right, sounds good, Stace," the shorter man said with a smile. His blue eyes sparkled as he thought, I bet I won't like her even half as much as I like you, but he held his tongue. Stacy was such a gorgeous girl that, although they were such good friends, he was a bit intimidated by her. He would love to ask her out, but the way he saw it, why would she want a guy like him?
The professor suddenly stepped into the room, and the three buddies grew silent,
their attention now focused on her.