<div align="center"><strong>Ann knew she should have been at the school when all of the new students arrived but if she wanted to have class anytime this week she needed to have art supplies and new canvases for the students that would be willing to take her art class.At least it would help them relax and focus more on how to control their powers....or so she had hoped.If they could learn to take their time to draw and paint or maybe even learn to sing or play an instrument in her other class they could learn self control and self worth,making them believe they could do anything when possible.At least that is what it had taught her......that and patience.<br/><br/>Stepping inside the main hall with bags in hand,she looked up at the large staircase above and watched the different students running back and forth,looking for their rooms.Smiling,as she remembered her own first day at the school,she set the bags off to the side of the door and walked up the main stairs,making sure her presence was known to everyone that was scattering about.<br/><br/>"AHHH,IT IS GOOD TO SEE THAT EVERYONE IS SO ENTHUSED TODAY!I HOPE YOU ARE ALL LIKE THIS AFTER CLASSES ACTUALLY BEGIN."</strong></div>