Diana's P. O. V
Miss Mandeleeya seemed to have her eyes on Charlotte all throughout class, she forgot that I even existed, or anyone else for that matter. Charlotte at intervals would pinch West's nose, or peek into his notebook.
Damn! Poor West looked like he was going to blow a fuse, but he couldn't, at least not in front of everyone here.
"Class is over, Diana!." Miss Mandeleeya said, finally realising that I was alive, "please put Charlotte through, though I doubt she'll lag behind. And do give her a tour around." Miss Mandeleeya informed me with a grin on her face.
"No worries Miss Mandeleeya, Bug-Bug said he'd do it for me." Charlotte squealed, holding tightly unto West's arm.
"West, that awfully kind of you, and I like the nickname, it suits him." Miss Mandeleeya said, and walked out of the class, her hand literally on her heart.
