Synn was the last one in class. He walked in slowly, several minuts late, and noticably so. He took the last empty seat, which was conveniently close to the door, then looked around for familiar faces. First his eyes fell on [i]Its that damned robot girl again. Another year in the same class here we come [/i] then [i]the hothead from last night. And it appears he wants to be on our team. [/i] afterwards, his eyes found [i]That girl likes the cold toomuch. Ugh what a drag[/i] and everyone else in the room. Silently sin judged each one, and synn began to agree.