Donta tried to keep his attention on his own screen, but glared were coming from all around the room. The Ferals were looking at him as if they were genuinely curious about what kind of Feral he was, and most of the Humans were either ignoring him, or seemed to be disgusted at him.<br/><br/>One in particular, sitting to his direct right, seemed to be the most disturbed by him as she stared with eyes of hatred, enough to make him shiver. On the far side of his terminal, he tried to open the class roster, but found it in the Teacher's personal folder. A few quick taps on his arm device and it had linked to his terminal, giving him access to his own repertoire of special programs, and he shortly hacked into the folder and was reading down through the class list complete with the full file information on each student. He scrolled down to where he saw the picture of the girl next to him, and he brought up her file to quickly read her name then pulled a blank notepad over it. Angela West.<br/><br/>Another few taps and the student roster was copied to his arm device and he closed it. It was a bad habit he had to make a copy of any file he was looking at, but in some cases it helped him in the past. Trying to ignore the death stare from his right, to his left he noticed the chair for the terminal has missing and it confused him, until the door to the classroom opened once more and he heard the whir of electric motors.<br/><br/>"Sorry I'm late, Ma'am., I was at the nurse."<br/><br/>Donta looked up and saw an odd Feral in a wheelchair slowly making her way down the isle to take her spot in front of the terminal beside him. He hadn't seen many aquatic Ferals in his life, but if he were to guess, she resembled a squid, which explained the lack of legs and the wheelchair.<br/><br/>He smiled to her when he caught her staring at him. The same stare most of the other Ferals had, trying to decipher his prominent features, like what part belonged to what animal or even if it the part was a combination of several. Even he didn't know his entire pedigree. But this girl beside him seemed to be the quiet type from just looking at her, the type who would keep to herself because of what she was, but then again, appearances could be deceiving, as Donta already knew. If they all knew that he was half Human, he couldn't imagine the way people would take it. He always assumed that both Ferals and Humans would hate him and call him an abomination with the way society was turning out.<br/><br/>Glancing down at the screen on his arm, a few taps brought up this girl's profile, and he read as the teacher started class. Katina....<br/><br/>He felt as if he should say something, but he wasn't sure. With an idea popping in his head, he connected to her terminal and opened a window on her screen, hoping she would see it. These terminals didn't have an instant messaging program on them because it would be easy to cheat on tests with, but since his arm device was still connected, he ran his own program from it.<br/><br/>"Good morning." he typed, "I'm Donta. I'm new here. I hope we can get along. I'm not sure I gave the best first impression to the rest of the class."