"Okay, Melody, now, I'm creeped out."  She stared at Sarah a moment, "Please, do the world a favor.  Don't infest the gene pool further by breeding and making more.  I've been eating like this all my life, and I'd hardly say I'm anorexic."<br/><br/>She turned her attention to Melody, listening intently.  What was with this Mercer guy, anyway?  She listened in silence, spooning some soup into her mouth.  She hadn't met a teacher, yet, or even the Headmaster or Deputy Headmistress.  Best to get the lowdown while she could, and that meant tolerating other human life, "That's the whole point of home schooling." she muttered, "Not having to deal with the intellectually impoverished."<br/><br/>Seriously, who did Sarah's mom have to blow to get her into this school?