Evelyn collected her books and patted the arm of the person next to her. Marcello had decided that this class was the most boring one he ever attended and had dozed off in the middle of it or rather the very beginning.
"Wake up," Evelyn shook his arm, "we have one more to go."
Marcello groaned and woke up. History and slightly as he continued to set and the cracking came. "This is shit."
"It's education," Evelyn sighed and stood up, "what do you expect?"
Marcello stood up and walked out and was followed by Evelyn.
Evelyn was rather keen on walking behind or if possible walking away from him. Marcello d'Alessandro, walking magnet for attention first of his last name and his looks along with his dressing sense, made everyone turn around and glance at who he was in. Those who knew were ready to get his ass and those who did not, were ready to get to know him.
