Class time is here again

Aquila skipped into class, not necessarily ready to learn persay but... ready to do something other than sit around his house in utter boredum.

Home was just so .. dull now. Sure he got to see Ceph, but the rest of the time... he had to play perfect son, and he was just getting a little sick of it.

So as he hoped into his latest class, he grinned impishly, he leaned back into his seat, rocking it onto its back legs, wondering just what kind of mischief he could get into with a cheering charm.

Samara walked into class biting her bottom lip in frustration as another strand of hair fell into her face. The dark curls refusing to stay out of her line of sight today no matter what she did. She sighed softly looking around the class room unsure of anything at this point.

She sighed looking for a seat, happy to be back and away from her family. Away from the looks of scorn or pity. She huffed slightly, she didn't want the scorn and setanently did not need their pseudo-pity from a family which had preety much shunned her.

Her eyes caught the boy her age leaning back in a chair. She smirked slightly as she saw him in her minds eye tilting back just a tad to far and smacking his head on the desk behind him.

Quil glanced up at the footsteps and a smile broke out on her face.

"Hey lookie!! Another person," he beamed with a laugh. He had been left alone in the room far too long it seemed, for he was picking up an excitment level that he usually gave off post boredum.

"Who are you new person? I'm Aquila Turrow, former Hogwarts Transfer, now I like to think I'm just a Uchitel."

Samara sat her books down silently. Glancing back over at Aquila.

"Samara Harmony Connor" she replied softly not exactly liking to talk to others. She seemed distant from the world. "I'm just a Slushatel" she said looking up.

Looking around the preety much empty classroom, to find no one but them.

Charles walked into the classroom. He took this class because he heard Lae was teaching it, and he sat with a couple of other third years. "Hello," he greeted.

"Hello Samera," he grinned and waved "OOo and another person!! Hello, hello, hello - pull up a seat, have a chat, do my work for me."

He grinned and laughed before letting his seat fall back down with a thunk.

Oh, for the love of Merlin! Kendera thought in bewilderment as she paused in the doorway of the Standard Spellcraft classroom. Is he in all my classes this term?!

For there, seated in one of the desks, was Charles Prentiss.

Her hair decided it was an auburn color, again.

Ducking her head, as her face had taken on a faint flush, as well, she made a beeline for one of the desks near the front of the classroom. Etiquette dictated that she ought to greet her fellow classmates, but at the moment, Kendera rather thought that etiquette could be damned.

Roman held his books in one arm, trying to balance his quills and ink on top. Some of those punks from last year had stolen his bag. They didn't take anything that was in it, just the bag. He walked across the first row of desks, concentrating on not letting anything fall. When he stopped and looked up, he was standing right in front of Kendera.

A blush flooded his face, "I... sorry." He stumbled across the room, as far away from her as he could manage, ending up near a clump of people that he recognized.

"Hello again, Turrow," he said with a small smile. There was another boy there that he knew from potions, and a girl who he didn't know. He extended his hand to her, "I'm Roman."

Samara glanced up from her books at the people who had entered the class room. Her dark green eyes looking over the new arrivals. She gave a small wave towards the new arrivals. She silently turned back to her book.

"Ritter!! Another class," he grinned impishly, "Pull up a chair, take a load off. I'm honestly out of insane questions to fire at you. I think I covered them all last time."

He glanced at the girl that had entered, and then back at Roman his brain recalling the behaviour.

"Whats up with that," he nodded his head, completely ignorant of whether it was his buisness or not. "Did she bite you or something."

He chuckled a bit to himself.

Kendera's head shot up as she abruptly noticed that someone was standing in front of her, completely prepared to die or at least turn scarlet should it prove to be Charles. (Seriously. What was wrong with her, all of the sudden??)

It wasn't. It was Roman, which was nearly as awkward. At least she didn't feel the need to blush. She was a bit stung that he felt the need to escape from her, but decided that she didn't really blame him.

Shrugging off his random apology, she turned her attention back to her textbook and waited for class to start.

Laetitia scuttled into the classroom. "Sorry for the wait, my lovelies!" she greeted, putting her hat down on the table and flicking her wand quickly across the board. The words 'Cheering Charm' appeared across it. "Well, does anyone know what this spell does?" she asked, walking around the room.

Samara glanced up at the board wondering if that was supposed to be a rhetorical question due to how blatantly obvious the answer was. She looked back down at her hands her hair falling to cover her face. Only half listening to the teacher.

Roman chuckled, finding Aquila's question oddly amusing, "Something like that... Actually, nothing like that, but she probably will if I start telling people."

Now that he was actually talking to people, he felt confident enough to at least answer a question. "Well," he said, raising his hand, "I'm guessing by the name... that it improves your mood?"

"It makes you as amazingly Happy as me," Quil smiled and answered before he allowed himself a filter.

He laughed a little and shrugged not even caring if he got in trouble for that one. He was enjoying himself.

Laetitia laughed. "Well, it is a little obvious. Five points each for Hrabrost and Uchitel." She then pursed her lips for a second to think of a question before announcing, "Does anyone know what the incantation is?"

Samara raised her hand slightly sitting up her hair falling out of her face. She smiled softly as she spoke "Laetus?" she said softly her voice was soft and almost questioning whether she was right, due to her lack of self confidence/

Rose wandered in and bowed apologetically as she sees she interrupted in the middle of class. She blushed and mumbled 'Sorry' to everyone as she quickly took a seat. She looked at the board and noticed that their topic would be 'Cheering charms'.

Lae nodded at the Uchitel. "That's alright, Miss Lucinda, but you better not be late to my next lesson," she announced, "two points from Uchitel for tardiness." She then listened to the answer and firmly nodded. "Indeed," she nodded, writing the incantation on the board, "five points to Slushatel. Now... get into partners and practice the charm on each other. Have fun!"

Aquila smiled and leaned back in his seat, looking around the room.

"Partner timme," he sang out in his usual impulsive mannor. "So, who wants to practice with all this fabulousness??"

Samara nodded silently listening to the teacher, smiling slightly. She looked overat Aquila wondering if he really needed a cheering charm since he already seemed to be overlly cheerful to the point she really wanted to see him loose his balance and hit his head on the table behind him. She sighed knowing that was probably very mean of her to want that to happen to someone she barely knew. She rollled her eyes, thinking no wonder her family hated her.

Rose eyes widened when the Professor said they should have to practice the spells with partners. She looked around the class and grimaced as she didn't know anyone- except a few familiar faces she couldn't put a name to. She pouted and blinked as a boy- an uchitel- practically sang. He looked familiar "Hey Aquila! Can we be partners?" she said a bit quiet, finally remembering the boy from the caves.

Roman looked around the room, his eyes finally landing on the girl- Samara. Aquila was really the only person in the room that he knew well, and was on good terms with, but it looked like he was already taken.

He gave her a small smile, "Do you want to work together?"

Samara looked up silently unsure if he was talking to her but quickly came to the conclusion that he was. She but her lip silently, "Um...Sure" she mumbled softly, her voice laced with uncertanity.

She turned to look at him clossing her book in the process. She looked at him, not really knowing him, and not really knowing what to say.