<span style="font-style: italic">"Who would I go talk to about my schedule? You guys change who we talk to like every year, so who will it be this year?"</span><br/><br/>Cecilia glanced at the floor and smiled, ignoring the tone of her voice for the moment. She returned the student's gaze with a smile, "Anabell, that would be me, actually. I have been appointed school counselor this year so if you would like to discuss your schedule this semester then we can discuss it later in private."<br/><br/>With that she was cut off when the door suddenly swung open and a cold blast of air drifted up her robes. Her wings drew closer to her body to try and stop her shiver, then she turned to see Seth standing in the doorway, his jacket still zippered up to his nose and hands in his pocket. She watched him as his red eyes drifted across the class looking for a seat, when she saw him stop to stare at the Centaurs for a moment.<br/><br/>"Seth, You're late." she said sternly. His eyes locked on her sending another shiver down her spine yet she held her ground.<br/><br/>"Yes." he began, "I am."<br/><br/>"Well take a seat." she said. Seth sighed and crossed the room taking the isle closest to the door, the one farthest from the windows, which Ceilia only now noticed were streaming bright sunlight into the room. Seth seemed to avoid the sun rays like he would catch fire if he touched it, but was perfectly fine in the day. She assumed he was a Vampire that didn't burn in the light, but she really didn't know anything about this new student.<br/><br/>Once Seth had reached the end of the room, he picked up a desk in one hand and a chair in the other, lifting both above his head to move to the furthest wall as if the furniture was weightless. Once there, he set both down and slumped into his seat, separated from the rest of the class in the shade. Even from this distance, Ceilia could still feel a chill in the room.<br/><br/>"Can you see well from back there?" she asked across the room. Seth simply nodded and buried his face in his arms as he laid out on the desk. Ceilia became slightly annoyed at his attitude and for once felt like saying something to help the boy out, "Now please pay attention. No sleeping in class!" The only response he gave was his middle finger raised in the air, and then returned to trying to get comfortable. At this point, the Daeva was becoming upset and the rest of the class could see it in her face, but she told herself she was above this. She wouldn't let this get to her. it would be a long year if she were to fight with him every day. Still, doing nothing would make the other students think they could get away with not behaving as well. But first class on the first day? What kind of punishment or retaliation would be fit for him without hurting him or causing him too much grief? Another cold chill drifted across the room and gave her an idea.<br/><br/>"That was cold, Seth." she said with a sigh, "Speaking of which, it is kind of chilly in here." She snapped her fingers and a heat wave spread around the room, returning the temperature to normal. She watched as Seth's head slowly raised from his arms and he glared at her with his red eyes. Another chill came across the room at her, this time much stronger like a cold wind that blew some papers off a student's desk. Again, the teacher retorted with a blast of warm air that caught the papers and dropped them neatly back on the student's desk. It was an odd battle that was nearly invisible, yet the temperature fluctuated wildly for several moments. She was trying to prove that she could hold her own. He was trying to prove that He was strong enough not to mess with. and to assert himself early on. Still he stared at her as the small battle ended in a stalemate, both holding back yet neither sure of the other's strength, all the while the temperature in the room wavered around normal. She felt his power suddenly release and he put his head back in his arms.<br/><br/>"Just teach your damn class." he muttered...