[center][h1][b][color=00a651]Charles[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

	Charles watched as many more students streamed in, and even one having triggered the trap meant for the teacher. It was getting a lot more lively so it started to get on Charles' nerves slightly since he liked it when it was more quiet. There was so many of them now he figured he wasn't going to be able to keep track of them all. So he didn't bother and just entered his own little world. Soon the teacher came in, and he wasn't surprised in the least about the teacher's appearance after all it wasn't half as bad as being a slime. He listened as they was told they was going to do various phyiscal activities to which Charles would inwardly groan.

	The major activity he hated, he shook his head. when it was told about them having sport/gym clothes Charles stuffled a chuckle.. in order words it was something for him to mimic instead of his current outfit. He doubted they could create any kind of outfit to match his ever wanted to change form. When the teacher left charles stood up and simply begun heading towards the male changing rooms, where he opened his locker to see the clothes before taking them inside his body to eat as his current outfit changed to match the gym uniform. "That'll do.." he simply says to himself.