Sheila barely heard Natsurus question, not one usually prone to spacing out she shook her head and looked at the boy.<br/>"East Wing, exit the cafeteria and make a left." She answered.<hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Taking a deep breath she looked at a sheet with classes she'd picked herself written down.<br/>"Calculus." She groaned. "After one hundred years youd think theyd think of something that wouldnt kill me."