Alice was perhaps the brightest student the school had to offer, a teacher's dream. She never caused problems and always seemed to know the answer to every question, so much so she's been practically banned from raising her hand to answer. The young girl was beloved by all her teachers and each treated her nicely, sometimes even giving her passes on projects or certain assignments that found to be too easy for her. Naturally, she got some glares from other students, but if they had anything bad to say about her, it wasn't told to her face. Not only was she a brillant mind, but she was a beauty as well. Long wavy and curly chocolate brown hair that shone brightly, emerald green eyes that sparkled like the gem itself, lightly tanned skin with soft and delicate features and a body most girls would kill for with curves in all the right places and well developed assests. Needless to say, she was an envy and the closest living thing to perfection as humanly possible.
While she had many teachers she enjoyed, there was one in particular she looked forward to more then the others: Andrew. His class was by far her favorite. He never seemed to turn her down from answering questions and always challenged her. Her fellow students would claim his class was the hardest in school, but for Alice it was just what she liked: challenging, but fair. Mr. Andrew always took time out of his schedule to speak with her if she had any questions or concerns and he was a pleasant person to talk to from time to time. She's even borrowed a book or two from his personal collection he believed with interest her. Alice felt that if he were a student, they would have become quick friends, but she knew better then to get too close to him. After all, he was her teacher and the most she'll ever be to him is a student who occasionally talks about things outside of school and nothing more. At least, that's what she believed.