((Sorry 'bout the wait, y'all, I've been sick and busy with RL.))<br/><br/>For lessons that didn't particularly interest her, Marilyn found herself paying an unusual amount of attention to the day's lessons... although it wasn't necessarily for the benefit of the knowledge itself, that was just a bonus.  In truth, she was just trying to get a hint of an idea for how the faculty worked, in the event that she'd need to have them wrapped around her finger if the need and/or want ever presented itself.  At her last school, she did the same thing, putting even the principal on her side... though, to be fair, she did unite them against a wave of bullying that targeted her old Firebug Squad something fierce, so at its core, it was for a good cause.<br/><br/>She also took stock of the students around her... goth kids, naturally pasty kids, particularly large ones, thin little twigs, there was a whole assortment for her to have to memorize over the next few months.<span style="font-style: italic">If I'm going to establish myself here, I'd best do it quickly...</span>