Bonny had been rather immersed in her notes, to the point where the bell caught her off guard. She was starting to grow comfortable with the information she was learning, and even managed a handful of questions on her own, but she knew she would have to study that night to make sure she knew what she was doing. And go over all of her history notes, and the notes from every other class. She wasn’t looking forward to all the catch up, that was certain. She quickly finished off the note she was writing at the prompt of the bell, and folded up her binder to prepare for the next class. It was business, right? Then she had a break that she could take. 
 
  Once her books (and her toy fox; she couldn’t forget him) were all packed up, she stood and hoisted her bag over her shoulder. She waved at Shawn before he left the room, and watched as the corpse mover left as well. The mutation was still pretty creepy to her, manipulating the dead and all, but she’d get used to it. She waved a farewell to the teacher as well before heading out to her next class. It wasn’t too far, and she made it on time. For once, she was one of the first students to get to class, leaving her some time to introduce herself to the teacher and see what exactly was going on in the class. 
 
  She headed to the teacher's desk and made eye contact with the professor. “Hello, I’m Bonny. The new kid. It’s nice to meet you, and I look forward to being in this class. Do you happen to have any sort of handout or catchup booklet on what the class is doin’?”.