There is a man next to me talking to his girlfriend about his 'magic wand'.

I may die of the urge to kill him.

Huh, well, I'll be. I got a package this afternoon through express mail, and I've got to admit, it's the shiniest thing I've ever received.

Sylar, you ol' softie, how could I not forgive you after seeing that gift? Thank you so much. The necklace goes with. . .well, nothing I own, actually. Jeans just don't seem to be good enough for it, but I'm sure I'll find something.

You should come by so I can thank you personally. With dinner.

Detention on the first day, again! Mr. Mason loves me, deep down, I just know he loves me.

But, Lucy, did you like my invective renunciation on the inappropriate presentation of different socialist movements of the turn of the century? It was GOLD! Mr. Mason did not know what to think of me declaring Charles Lindbergh was a communist and Helen Keller was a socialist. Haha!

But I got all my calculus homework done during all the quite time to myself. Lucy, what are you up to this evening?

I knew I shouldn't have watched that damned show.

(ooc- comments will contain spoilers for tonight's episode of One Tree Hill)