Lesson Two (First Year)

Natalie walked into the back of the classroom and leaned up against a wall.
She was going to stare at the clock until it was five minutes past.

People should've learned by now that coming late into her class was almost a crime. A part from the fact that it was WORSE than a crime. Or at least it had a punishment worse than that.

Alec walked into the class with extreme reluctance. He did not, in any way, shape, or form, like Professor Wyatt. She was, for lack of a better word, psycho. And, he was, to his horror, the first student to arrive for class.

Mentally groaning, Alec took a seat in the middle of the classroom, hoping that someone would show up soon.

Lizbet walked into the Rockology classroom, sighing a little.
Professor Wyatt was the insane teacher, but she had to admit it was a little funny to watch her go pyscho on people.

"Good day," she greeted the professor and the boy there, taking her seat in the back.