Fuuma laughed a bit at that..."Maybe so," he tried to think a little to keep the conversation going, "Hey, your next class is survivalisam right?"  They both knew that class, it was required for seniors.  It consisted of various survival tactics as well as some basic botany and biology (what's good to eat, what's not good to eat, what<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">will</span></span>kill you if you try to eat it ect.)<br/><br/>The class went on field trips often, and even though the week of the exam was set...<br/><br/>The day, was not.  Only the faculty knew which day would be the actual exam day.<br/><br/>"Comeon, I'll walk ya to the lecture."