Angelo watched the exchange between the teacher and the other students in his class, to be honest Angelo didn't need any questions answered cause he would just figure it out as the days went by. As far as Angelo could tell this was just a regular school that mainly just depended on him passing his classes and he would do it easily....at least most of them anyways he was still worried about math but he would find a tutor or even better he might ask one of his classmates to help him if the situation came up. thanks to the girls sitting next to him he knows not to tell anyone what he really was but he knew he would figure out how to talk his way past most situations even though it didn't work for that hazer outside. their teacher Mr. E didn't seem all to worried about the whole teaching thing so Angelo wouldn't ask about it, Angelo looked outside to the sky and he got lost in his daydreams once again waiting for something to happen

Yumi watched and studied. "Human" interaction of course. She easily assumed that this was just how school was normally. She was glad to have such diverse attractions right in front of her. She tried to smile again. This time went relatively well. . . Now, if only anyone had actually saw it. She spent the time of people asking stupid questions to practice the movement of her facial structure. There wasn't much time really, and she thought she had accomplished a lot. . . However, she went completely back from where her smile was before.

As she went on, Yumi wondered how one could express such colorful emotions on their face so easily. For the most part, she felt the sense of Apathy. There were times of Anger and Regret as well. She hardly ever felt happiness however. Rarely had she had times where it was appropriate to describe happiness. One time was where she nearly maimed someone who had trespassed onto the shrine she inhabited though the instrument could not figure out if she enjoyed it, as she does when she hears her own music, or if it was simply the lack of anger. . . In this day she doesn't know what it was. . . It didn't matter anymore though, as she was sitting in class, waiting for whatever was going to happen next, happening.

Angelo smiled as he looked outside thinking but then he looked back to the teacher thinking that he was a good guy although lazy it was nice to see someone who didn't put so much stress into doing their work although as far as Angelo knows he doesn't know if his work will be stressful or not. since nobody was going to ask Angelo looked to the teacher and raised his hand before asking the teacher "so Mr. E mind if I ask who we go to if we want tutoring? honestly im not sure what classes we have and im not sure if we need to go to specific tutors for specific classes" Angelo asked and although it might seem like a stupid question to others Angelo never really went to school at least not like this one anyways so he thought it would be wise to find out who would be willing to help Angelo in case he got lost or didn't understand something

"Tutoring? Man you're really going on hard for the studies aren't you anyone else like that?" Mr. Eito asked the class as a few collectively raised their hands as Mr. Eito broke out in a chuckle fit as he looked about with amusement much to Joshua's anger. "What's so funny teacher?" Eito glanced in Joshua's direction then shook his head and got up. "You see kids if you want to learn things then go with the flow you got to feel the rhythm." Eito said with a smile as he took the headphones out of his MP3 player that he had on his desk and started to tap his feet and bob his head to some bad eighties disco music much to the class's disjointed confusion and incredibility. "You see kids if you just learn how to..." Eito said as he spun around in a circle and clapped his hands. "...Feel the beat then you can think easier. School's like a dance get with your own way and don't bother with anyone else. But if you really need it then I'm sure almost every teacher on campus can help you in some way shape or form. Go to see a teacher directly and they will help you. But always try your best to succeed on your own after all you can't dance to someone else's beat but you can sure dance to your own if you get my drift." Eito said as he spun around in a circle Michael Jackson style slid across his desk and landed back in his chair before turning off the music. "See kids it's all a matter of either having or finding your own rhythm." Eito said with confidence when another student raised his hand, "Sir are you on drugs?" The boy asked as Eito shrugged, "I don't think so unless I'm on some drug trip right now I've not had a hard core thing since I was your age." Eito readily admitted much to Joshua's choked laughter at how weird this guy was. "So tell me kids do you like parties? Because trust me you'll like 'em once you start getting to know the real hardasses of this school. Like the gym teachers....especially your year's teacher." Eito said with a cringed face as he looked outside. "Because if you do like parties I can go onto my ne xt order of business."