She glanced over at Andy's desk and bit her lip. It was thriving. Peyton glanced at the clock behind her and groaned inwardly. How much longer did they have to endure the torture of making things grow and then killing them. [color=f6989d]"How do you think they're doing it?"[/color], Sophia whispered. Peyton surveyed the room once more. [color=9e0b0f]"I have no clue. I can get them to grow, but them they just erupt like a volcano."[/color] Surely the other classes wouldn't be like this. Surely she could excel at something here. FIRE. She bit her lip to keep from smiling. Once she got to that class she would feel better and stop being so self deprecating.