Beth Queen was an early bird to her core. All her life, she was up before the sun, starting her day. As a kid, she would happily play with her toys while her parents dozed in their bedroom. As she went into her teens and early adulthood, she spent her early mornings drawing, doing homework, scheduling her week or, in today's instance, she'd been to her swim practice.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, that morning, the girls and guys teams had to practice together due to scheduling conflicts. Everyone was chill about it, no one was inappropriate or perverted or anything, but there was one guy who just irritated Beth. He was good looking and seemed to know how good looking he was. He was a good swimmer and seemed to know how good he was.<br/><br/>Shaking the thoughts out of her head, she walked into the lecture hall for her Biology 101 class, a required unit for her major. Unfortunately for her, she'd covered all the material so far in her AP biology class in high school which made the early morning lectures very boring for her. She usually spent the time reading ahead for advanced anatomy class next semester.<br/><br/>She sat down on the second to last row and shrugged off her coat. She ran her fingers in her long wavy brunette hair and pulled out her laptop and books, preparing for the class.