Helen of Troy fifth year

Kassidy walked into the classroom. She was excited that it was the start of the second lesson. Later she would have to find Collin and talk to him. But for now she would focus on her classes. But when she started to think about Collin and Casey she would get confused. Kass would have to focus on what she was doing.

She then walked into the class and found a sit.

"Only one student so far?" Pierre asked as he stepped into the classroom from his office. He glanced down at his watch noting that it was only two minutes before the class was meant to start. "We shall give the others a few more minutes then," he said as he sat down behind his desk, arraning his papers neatly in front of himslef.

Cowboy boots were not the quietest things to walk around in and Vette didn't even try to mask her approach. Trainers were not her thing and she only wore the school robe because she had to. Her whip hung at her side as per usual under her robe and over the back of the collar her hair hung in a neat braid.

"Professor," she greeted with a nod as she took her seat. Yvette knocked her boots together to get the last of the ice chunks off them and scrapped the ice under her seat so it wouldn't be as noticeable. It didn't matter what class she had next she always ran outside between classes to work with her horse. She was glad she had been allowed to bring him for breaking.

Ondrea ran the last few feet to the Mythology classroom and then hurried through the door. Why did the classes have to start back up the stupid day after the full moon? She was exhausted, and just wanted to curl into a little ball and pretend that all her muscles weren't sore.

Navigating by smell more than sight (she had a godawful headache, so focusing hurt), she gracefully lowered herself into a chair beside Yvette. She only just resisted the urge to lower her head to the desktop.

"Been out with your horse, again?" she asked quietly. It was a safe assumption to make, really, only Ondrea knew it to be fact. She could smell the horse.

Turning slightly, Ondrea gave a half-wave to the girl she was only just noticing. What was her name, again? Kassidy. Right. Pretty with nice eyes. She'd have to make time to talk to her, sometime.

Gaze returning to the front, Ondrea pulled out her textbook and waited for class to commence.

Collin was late to class but he really didn't care he was there and that was all that should matter, he decided he wanted to take mythology and walking into the classroom he saw that Kass was in this class too, this he was not expecting.

Collin looked up at the teacher and then sat down next to Kass.

"So did you miss me terribly yet?"

Kass looked up and seen the Collin slipped in and sat by her. She was smiling. The professor was already in the room so she really couldn't talk.

She then whispered. " Can't be on time to class can you?"

Collin heard Kass whisper something to him and he just had to smirk and then he whispered back to her,

"Where is the fun at being on time?" Collin smiled and then looked back at the teacher.

Kass smiled. She couldn't laugh at what Collin said.

" Well being on time you are lucky he didn't start yet. Or we could lose house points."