Veronica peeked through her fingers like a small child who was checking to see if the scary part of a movie was over. When she saw Shinzuu sitting in the front row of the bleachers, she uncovered her face and turned herself so her feet rested on the bleacher below the one she was sitting on. "No, no. I shouldn't have been so nosy." She responded, shaking her head. "Anyways, I'd rather get in trouble then deal with those morons." She grumbled, looking down at her feet then looking over towards the track. "When I got here, my locker had been spray painted and smeared with crap. Literally. I kept getting dirty looks in class and when I went to the cafeteria almost everyone went silent and stared at me. So I came outside for the lunch hour, trying to get my bearings to deal with the rest of the day and singing to keep my self collected. When I went back to the room, my desk was all messed up and written on with make-up. Needless to say, I didn't want to deal with it for the rest of the day." Her eyes stayed trained on the track, not wanting to make eye contact with him since she was embarrassed still and upset from what was done to her today, but if he looked at her he would have been able to see the hurt in her eyes.