Geni snored loudly as he usually did when he slept but slept blissfully. The nurse had forgotten about Geni and left him to map until about half way through history. When she had shook him awake he was having an amazing dream about him chasing as cat with a poptart for a body and farted rainbows through space. He was about to catch the little bugger when the nurse awoke him and told him to get out. Geni grumbled as he had walked out of the infirmary and walked into the hallway were he began to fix up his bandages. They were annoyingly itchy and he scratched them despite the nurses warnings. But Geni had made his way into the history class door and composed himself quickly before walking into the classroom. He slowly made his way up the stairs and took a seat next to Jack. Fortunately, History was one of Geni's favorite classes, and the easiest, so catching up to the lesson was a to easy. Unfortunately, his fun was cut short when the bell for lunch rang. Geni walked out of the room quietly, he was ashamed about his lose, he was leader, and leader don't lose. He made his way into the cafeteria, grabbed his tray and sat at an open table. Geni shook his head a slapped himself a couple times to get himself out of the funk and back into his old self. Now that he was back to normal, or close to it, he began to eat and waited for anyone to start a conversation with, preferably a lady of some sort. Unfortunately, all Geni got was a kid not to far from him who seemed troubled. He had said something about them being soldiers not scientists. "Preposterous, fighting is a science you hooligan." He said sternly, but he could barely contain a laugh.