Fiore sat behind Jak, a calm student (from what the strawberry blonde had seen). When the new student was introduced, she gave a stone-cold stare for a second or two before getting bored of him and going back to sucking on a lollipop. She carelessly scribbled down the teacher's lesson and looked out the window. The red blood that fell out of the sky amused her only for as long as it lasted. Fiore didn't pay attention to much of anything in class, opting instead to look out the window lustfully and suck her lolli. [i]Why can't I stay outside? Why can't I still be tutoring? I learned more in my few years traveling than I have here - and this institution is only for academia![/i] Then some kid that she never paid a lot of attention to walked in. Even though she wasn't looking, the Italian could tell by the sound.

Closing her eyes, the girl yawned and curled up as much as her seat would allow and closed her eyes, letting the sun bathe her in its calming light. Somehow she felt awakened by basking in that radiance. It was as if she was recharged as a battery could be recharged. But the teacher was not so pleased with some of her students so blatantly being disrespectful and sleeping so obviously in class.

"FIORE!"
"Ciao, bello," she mumbled quietly, rubbing her eyes as if she had woken from a long slumber, though it had only been maybe thirty seconds.
"Do not sleep in my class."

The scolding didn't really get through to her. In fact, part of her enjoyed that she could manipulate him. She [i]liked[/i] having that kind of power. The power that she never had over her father hating her. Over her mother leaving them. Over the events that transpired in her lifetime. At least she could change people's mood. She could change little things. And even that beautiful truth was enough to keep her sane through the mundane.

However, Fiore didn't want to sleep anymore. She felt refreshed enough to sit up and bear the boredom again. Her hand, through all of this, was still racing, writing down notes as they were spoken, even though her thoughts wandered. Soon, she spied a white-haired girl climbing a nearby tree. [i]Woe is me, woe is me. Why can't I be the one in that tree?[/i]

[i]RING![/i]

Sighing in a relieved manner, the teacher sat down after concluding the lesson in a rushed manner, because it was time for lunch! Students stood and got out their lunches or prepared to go and buy them. Fiore herself stood slowly and stretched, taking up quite a lot of space for such a small girl. Yawning in a satisfied manner, she straightened and gathered her things like a normal human would, threw her lollipop stick in the trash, and immeadiately stuck another one between her lips, beginning to make her way across the room at leisurely pace.