<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2014/244/2/d/laura_pol_paint_by_patricia_crvl-d7xjoof.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Location:</strong>A Classroom<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, Mid-Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charles Xavier, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Class<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Sweater (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d8/55/14/d85514ea29c4b1e35f0c623432af89b4.jpg), dark blue skinny jeans, dirty Converse sneakers, black finger-less gloves<br/><hr/><br/>Her thoughts of the cat were interrupted by the memory of what card had been selected. But, when he spoke, she still lifted the top card to verify that it was correct. She didn't know if he could've implanted that memory in her mind, so she just wanted to make sure it was correct. She nodded slightly to the Professor before beginning to shuffle her cards again while he moved on to the next person. Her blue-gray eyes lifted from her lap to look at the girl. She was very pretty. She took this time to examine her now that she was focused on other things. And when it was Jono's turn, she did the same. The man had on a black face mask that caused her to absentmindedly lift her hand to her cheek.<em> "Maybe I should wear a face mask. Then I wouldn't have to worry about my hair," </em>she thought before the Professor started speaking again. She looked back to him, but stayed quiet, not having any questions.