Brushing some hair off of her shoulder Sheila led Natsuru to the middle of the room and sat in the desk. Snickering lightly at the banshee teacher because of the creatures stringy hair and sour face.<hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>Class started off average with the teacher explaining sociology in a high pitched voice.<br/>"The ability to recognize social adeptations based on the brain.." She trailed off spouting useless info.