Myths are sometimes true... [Fourthie]

Antonette sighed as she twirled her quill around her fingers, honestly being the first one in class was a bit of a bore. She looked around and sighed. No one yet... she thought. With a pout gracing her features, she placed her chin on the wooden surface of the desk. She closed her eyes and started to think about what this class might bring. After a while, she had zoned back out to her fantasy world, as she waited for others to walk in and class to finally start.