“Not really, no. That takes care of all that I can think of right now, and more’ll probably come up later when I think of em. Or something.” It was relieving to know that she wasn’t leagues behind in terms of skills, at least in the area of controlling abilities. She wouldn’t be able to practice in front of them though, until she was comfortable using her powers at all. She'd use and train them more on the side, she imagined. Ah well, whatever happened would happen. Worrying and running hypotheticals and plans really wouldn’t change it. She took a quick glance at the clock, finding that first period was just starting. In honesty, she had no real… prerequisite skills needed for any of the courses, so she decided against taking any. She’d only fumble behind, and since she transferred from another country only a day ago she was already behind enough. “Welp, I should be off. Thank you again for the time, and I’ll come bug you if I get lost or have no idea what’s going on in the classes.” She gave a casual wave to say goodbye before dismissing herself from the office. 

  When she left, she unfurled the schedule that she had shoved in her pocket earlier. She had to do a double take on it, just to make sure it was right. There were eight course slots instead of four, but with two breaks and six courses. It was far different from her five slot, one lunch and four class semester back home. One more lunch, and two more courses. Looking over the courses, she realized just how doomed she was. School was never a strong point to her, and managing at a decent level at a school she was familiar in meant she’d be suffering trying to figure out these new courses. Who knew what stuff they were learning her in comparison to back home? She more or less took whatever she thought she needed and could handle, leading to nothing in first period, History, then Math, then Business, a period off to try catching up, then Science, Languages, and ending on music. She had tried taking courses she wouldn’t be drowning in, hence avoiding tech sciences and business stuff, but she still got stuck with basic maths and sciences. Not to mention History; it was one of the few courses she was decent in, but she’d have to learn american history. What she had learned previously was rather eurocentric. The only thing she was slightly confident in was music, and that’s because it didn’t require a formula and she was pretty good at it. 

   “Well” she said, lifting her plush toy up to eye level. “It’s just you and me. Howzabout we go grab something to eat this period and then try to survive learning all of American history in one period?”. She got no actual response, as expected, but she imagined her toy would be encouraging in his own way. The fox was always supporting people behind its tricky exterior in her dreams. She tucked the paper back in her pocket and her fox back under her arm. She had no idea where the cafeteria was, if there was one, but she had a whole period to find it. She’d be fine.