<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Striker</span></span><br/>His eyes rolled as he sat in class, "Dangers of Shifting." Though, one thing that his ears twitched to listen to where the dangers of being attacked while shifting between forms. He stared at some examples of what happened to shifters who were attacked during their shifting on a project, some resulting in huge scars and dis-figuration, while other pictures were of shifters had attributes of their animal forms visible while human. His mind was highly congested with these images as they raced through his brain, but there was nothing he could do. Striker shut his eyes slightly as he took in a small breath, then releasing a silent breath to try and regain his composure, which was a technique he rarely used as he commonly used his emotions to feel his actions.<br/><br/>The class dragged for another 45 minutes, the teacher moving into a discussion about how to avoid these dangers, which is where Striker tuned out everyone as he felt they didn't apply to him.<span style="font-style: italic">No one can touch me,</span>a thought that regularly ran through head. Suddenly, the teacher paused as he looked down at his watch, and relayed to the class that their time was up so they could leave. Striker grabbed his backpack that was under the table he sat at and walked off, making note of his time slot in his schedule where he didn't have any classes. He headed back to the Underground Cave, looking for something to do while he waited for the rest of the day to go by. He wasn't exactly sure what Gem's schedule was, so he didn't expect to see her before he had to go back to class.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Gem</span></span><br/>Gem checked over a few pages of notes she took from her first class, but she just couldn't get into her assignment as she thought about the girl with the camera. At that moment, a realization hit her in the face.<span style="font-style: italic">Wow, I'm such an a-hole. I never even gave my name to her. Great now I look even more stuck up</span>. Gem mumbled something about it being Striker's fault because he caused all the drama that started in the morning.<br/><br/>After a few minutes of staring at the table, Gem growled out loud at her frustration pushing her chair back and quickly collecting all her belongings. She pushed the chair back in before heading out toward the classrooms, but she came to a halt as she realized that she volunteered to help organize the library from sorting books to helping the elderly librarian use the new computer check-put system that was installed during the summer. Turning on the balls of her heels, Gem walked northwest toward the library, where she had to pass the gym. She thought of how she didn't have to take a basic gym class this semester, instead she was taking a shifter gym class which involved various aspects like battling as a shifter, an obstacle course that required both human and animal spots involved, and even a survival trial that sends students out into the deepest parts of the forest to test their abilities as if they were in the real world.<br/><br/>Gem walked into library, her eyes searching around for the head librarian who was they elderly lady that could barely see five feet in front of her, yet she shifted into a bat which made her hearing exceptionally impressive. Yet, Gem decided she would just set her stuff at the main desk and wait until the librarian came to assign her the tasks for the day.