I Can Transform Ya. -Lesson 4, First Years.

Xaria strolled into the room, clapping a rhythm that had been stuck in her head all day. She rolled her eyes and sat down in a seat somewhere near the front and sang a little four note tune over and over. She soon stopped the tune and sang a song instead that she'd learned over the holiday, starting slow and picking the pace up to suit her, even if that wasn't how the song sounded initially. Although she refused to admit it, Xaria had a good voice, and singing cleared her mind. She soon forgot that she was in a classroom and sat up on a desk, thinking 'So what if I get caught. I've done worse than sit on a desk'.

Serenade walked into the Transfig. Arts classroom humming, before cutting herself off when she saw Xaria already there. Surprisingly, the girl was singing and Serenade grinned. She sat down behind the girl and couldn't decide whether to comment or not. Xaria hadn't said anything when she'd seen her playing the flute, which Serenade guessed she did because she thought it was polite. But, honestly, Serenade wouldn't have minded. But she wasn't sure if Xaria cared or not.

"Besides," Serenade thought with a grin. "I don't want to make her stop."

Valentina hurried to class. The small girl hated being late. She also loved Transfiguration, so if she was late, it would be a shame.

The Uchitel waved to the other students there, and sat down by herself.