Malary tapped her pen on her paper as she translated the paragraph on the board, it was something about a girl walking home with her dog, or something like that.<br/>She sighed and ran her fingers through her now dry hair, retying it in a pony tail and sitting up strait as she finished the translation. She smiled and read over her work making sure it was correct and then stood up slowly and walked over to the instructors desk and turned in the work from the lesson. She then turned and went back to her seat.