“Ah that’s okay. I probably didn’t look like a raccoon after running in the rain the last time you saw me either,” Alice laughed, taking her hood off and letting the bag drop to the floor beside her desk. She assumed her eye make-up was probably messed up after getting wet, when in reality it wasn't bad at all. Next she let the jacket lay on the back of the chair, hoping it would dry by the end of the day. Sleeveless shirts hadn’t been allowed when she was younger, but thankfully the school had let up on silly rules like that in recent years. “It’s Alessia, but only my family calls me that. Alice is what you would remember,” she smiled, already pulling out a notebook and pen. “What’s your first name?”

Not a few seconds later their teacher, Mr. D as most called him, was starting on the day’s lesson. Alice gave Lucas one last smile before turning forward and immediately focusing. There was so much going on around her it was hard enough to concentrate, she didn’t need distractions by talking to the boy beside her. He was nice enough, though, and his healthy, friendly attitude was nothing but relaxing to her. Most didn’t feel so calming, which was why she didn’t seek out the company of others unless she could subtly use her powers to help them out.

Mr. D, by the middle of class, had informed them of their first group project. Or partner project, actually. Everyone groaned, and while Alice didn’t say anything out loud she wasn’t terribly happy about it either. Group projects meant being put with someone who wasn’t going to do their share of the work, and if they did it would probably turn out horribly. “I’ll just put you with the person beside you, starting with Tara here in the front with Sam, and so on until you’re all coupled together. There’s an even number here, so that should take care of that.” Next he passed out papers detailing what their project would consist of, each couple getting one copy.

“Looks like we’re together,” Alice said, looking at Lucas. “I promise I don’t bite, if that helps. And I signed up for this class out of my own free will, so I think it might be fun. What’s the project over?” she asked, scooting in her seat to face him.