Starflight hated getting attention. But here he was, two days after Darkstalkers srrestm being hoarded with questions.  Thankfully, Fatespeaker was there to save him. 

"Back off! We need to get to class, just as you all should." Fatespeaker started to push through the crowd, grabbing Starflight's hand and pulling him behind her. 

When they got through the sea of students, Starflight looked at Fatespeaker. 

"Thanks." He said, embarrassed.

"It's no problem." Fatespeaker said with a reassuring smile. "They shouldn't have done that, anyway. It was no big deal."

"To me it was." Starflight admitted. "I don't like those kinds of social situations."

"No offense, Starflight, but I don't think there is a social situation you're comfortable with." Fatespeaker said, looking at Starflight fondly. 

"True."

"Now c'mon. Let's get to class."

Sorry it was short! I'll try to update again tonight, but I wanted to update, and I didn't have anything better to do.