Mia, was sure that her whole face was bright, red as she stood there in front of Morgan, twiddling her fingers, 'Oh my gosh, stop talking Mia!' she was so thankful that Morgan started to talk, and nodded her head in understanding. She watched the way Morgan, so easily spoke to her teacher and how he in turn spoke to her in a very kindly manner, "Have a good evening, Miss Wolfe." He inclined his head, then his eyes glanced to her, "Miss Heart." was all he said and it felt a little chilly. Mia, smiled and chuckled nervous towards him, "Sir." And she very, willingly let Morgan, lead her out of the classroom.
Mia, followed beside Mogan's left side closely, "Heh, I don't think I left a very good impression with Mr. Bloom." She scratched the back of her head