Healing Arts, Lesson 3, Year 3

Mystic entered her last class of the day and it was healing. She has been seriously thinking about becoming a healer, it seems like the perfect position for her. Right now she is shy and distant, but after being in school another 4 years she imagines that she will not be that way. Maybe she will get lucky and meet a guy, who knows.

Mystic took a seat in the front at one of the desks and waited for class to start.

Healing Arts. This use to be her favourite class, or at least her best one.

Now ...

Well she still liked it but it seemed... Ironic to be there. To say the least. Still, maybe she could learn something. Maybe now was more important of a time to take it than any other.

"Hello there," she greeted softly while taking a seat in the back of the room.

Samara wandered in sitting down next to Mystic. Healing intrested her, but she highly doubted she'd ever actually become one. The odds of her actually becoming a healer were about the same as her finding a man and she knew it.
She sat her books down truthfully wanting to just go back to sleep.

Mystic was glad to see Faye and Samara had come into class. She really had not had a chance to actually meet Faye yet but she knew she would need to. She needed more friends and maybe she would feel a little better.

Turning to Faye, "Hay Faye, How are you?" Mystic smiled

Then Mystic turned to Samara, "Are we having a better day today?"

"Not particularly" Samara replied softly sitting down searching through her bag for the pencil she'd been using previously. Biting her bottom lip as she searched the deepest recesses of her bag hopping to find it. She sighed remembering she had shoved it into her bun in her hast to leave her las class.

Rose wandered in and smiled slightly at the occupants in the room before taking a seat beside Samara. She looked as if she was deciding on something before saying a hesitant "Hello" to her. She nodded to the others in the classroom before cupping her hands, elbows on desk and hid her face in them.

Mystic sighed a little when Samara said she was not feeling too particular.

"Sorry about that, I hope you have a better day, well you have me to keep you company." Mystic turned and smiled at Samara hoping that she could get her to feel better.