"Welcome to potions class, other wise known as practical chemistry. I am Professor Jessup, this is your class syllabus." They said handing out a packet with what they were covering along with the rules. "We have a strict code of no fooling around in this class. You can get yourself killed here more so than any other class. I will teach you how to make dangerous components safe and how to not make safe ones dangerous."<br/><br/>Mish walked to the board and began going over the rules.<br/>1. Listen to what I am saying.<br/>2. Do not do anything I do not tell you to do.<br/>2b. Do not do anything I tell you not to do.<br/><br/>Ect. All common sense but this was high school. Common sense was a rare commodity.<br/><br/><br/>Xandra waited as the teacher, Alma, began calling out names. At least she would do well in this class. Being human for 16 years had perks, maybe she could be transferred to Dedric's class. Learning the history of her new kind would probably be beneficial. Plus they could study together.<br/><br/><br/>Dedric stared at the...thing writing on the board. Partly in awe mostly in horror. There were a bunch of weirdos in this school he would admit but this thing was taking the cake. He had no idea what it was, it didn't talk or have any discernible gender and was barely humanoid in shape. He kept getting the nagging feeling that if he didn't watch his back it would eat him too.<br/><br/>He was just barely able to concentrate on what was being written and it for all intense and purpose read like a work of fiction. Werewolf vs. Vampire wars and what not. Something out of a movie. Hopefully this class would give him a clue on how to fix this mess they were in. Sooner they were human again the sooner they got away from these monsters.