<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt15vIB.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Helena Cross<br/><strong>Student ID:</strong>WTCH715-2080<br/><strong>Age/Year</strong>19/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>History of Witchery<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Thursday, September 10th | Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Helena's Bedroom --> Bella's Bedroom<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Bella | Nadine (M) | Closed<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Wearing Satin Pyjamas and Shorts (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/20/27/e5/2027e5c47bec2cd629432d3217dfd531.jpg), Struggling with Learning!<br/><hr/>The evening had not been pleasant for Helena.<br/><br/>...Okay, to be fair, it had actually been pretty good. The day had been nice: a number of her Sorority Sisters were starting to open up to her more; she caught that one Himbo hunk from Beta Rho Omicron checking out her ass; and she'd even managed to crack her most recent challenge for the History of Witching class. Figuring out the regent was Wolfsbane should have had her in a great mood! It was a good spot, and it made a lot of sense considering the spell was based on creationistic magic...<br/><br/>So why was her evening unpleasant? That was because while her History of Witching assignment had gone well, Helena had been completely stumped by the reading set by Nadine Laveau, of the Thaumaturgical department. The mysterious instructor was something of a blank spot for Helena. She had a certain mystique that made her fascinating and terrifying at the same time. It was difficult to fathom trying to approach the woman for assistance about the text, because it felt like...such a failure. She was probably not the only one struggling, either, but still it infuriated her so. To be Gatekept from knowledge by her own ability to talk to a teacher was...unheard of!<br/><br/>Luckily, she had other avenues to explore.<br/><br/>Rumours had spread about the lovely Nadine having taken a particular shine for two members of Gamma Rho Lambda. Two of her fellows, who had somehow drawn the eye of Miss Laveau and earned her favour somehow. A little bit of asking around had made it clear that those two were, in fact, Monet and Bella. She'd not spoken much with either of them; a few passing chats in class, but they seemed nice enough. It wasn't crazy to ask your fellows for a bit of help understanding how Thaumatergy works, right? It was...it was baffling that she still couldn't figure out what was so hard to understand though. It was like she was missing some key detail...<br/><br/>After taking one last attempt at reading through the text, and failing to grasp whatever magical meaning she was supposed to discover from it, Helena gave up. She'd eaten for the night, and had dressed into sleeping-wear, but that wouldn't stop her. Curiosity and a hunger for progress drove Helena, and she marched over to Bella's door. Of the brief chats she had had with Monet and Bella, Monet had seemed the more outgoing of the two. Bella, on the other hand, had seemed a little more reserved and patient. Hopefully, that made it easier to chat and be taught by her.<br/><br/><strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Knock, knock, knock.</span></em></strong><br/><br/>Helena knocked three times on Bella's door, and waited. She wasn't going to just barge into someone's room: Partly because it was rude, but also because it was an easy way to accidentally get struck by some unusual curse, hex, or enchantment that your fellow witch might be practicing.<br/><br/>"<strong>Helloooo...? Is Bella in? I'm hoping I can steal you for a little bit to help with some work I've been struggling with...Miss Nadine's Thaumaturgical Text? Due on Monday? If I'm disturbing you, I can come back some other time.</strong>"