Dex. Dex. Dex. She commits it to memory, because she wants to remember him, out of all the other students she's met. Wants to come up with more excuses to talk, in whatever spare moments are allowed.

"Oh!" Ava gives a small gasp of surprise at being grabbed, and focuses veryveryvery hard on remaining tangible as he pulls her along, glad he wasn't glancing back too much as her body literally blurred behind in the mad dash to class before it managed to catch up with the rest of her. It's a good reminder why she's not allowed to take any gym classes, with her firmly written doctor's exemption.

It's exhilarating though, them barely making it just in time to the English class. Even if they earn a few stray stares, they're not particularly of any interest to the rest of the students who are pulling out their notebooks and pencils. Ava nervously glances at the seats, knowing none of them are actually assigned to her, waiting for Dex to take one so she can slip into whichever is still free before the teacher notices she doesn't actually belong.