Faeya sighed as she walked into the classroom, weaving through the seats to sit in the back of the class. As she was weaving, she tripped over a leg of a desk, dumping her bag on the floor. "You've got to be kidding me!" She groaned and knelt down to pick her stuff up. She looked around for her sketch book and started to panick. "Where is it?" she mumbled angrily.