Alma watched as Micky walked off to class.  He couldn't wait to teach the kid a lesson or two.  Alma walked into his class room a little after the tardy bell rang.  The class was full of sophomores, all talking to each other.  Alma summoned a small shard of ice which he dragged across the chalk board, filling the room with a high screech.  Dissipating the shard, Alma picked up a piece of chalk and wrote his name on the board.<br/>"Hello class, welcome human history.  I am Alma, you will address me as such or as Sir.  Anything else will not be answered too.  In this class I'll be teaching you everything you'll ever need to know about humans.  We will cover events in their past, but also we will cover how they react to those events, because if there is one thing humans are reliable on it is repeating history.  I will now be calling the role, and then we will start with a quiz, I want to know what I'm working with here."<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Trysten had decided to girl watch, especially since his seat offered a spectacular view of the gym where girls in short shorts and tight tops were running around doing sports and stuff.  As the girls went off too the showers, Trysten watched a guy sneaking out of the girls locker room with all their clothes.  Trysten looked at the kids face, recognizing him as one of those fox things.  Oh joy, hopefully no one caught the guy because this would make excellent blackmail material.  Evangeline and him were going to have a field day with this.