Alex Bennett was not having a good morning. In fact Alex Bennett would have much preferred it if God had hit is big celestial fast forward button and skipped to about ten pm so she could crawl into bed and go sleep right now… just… the day was too bright, the brats were too noisy and the female staff washroom was too busy for what she wanted to do.<br/><br/>After her early morning on-her–knees long distance trunk call though, things did begin to improve. The day clouded over a little lessening some of the lancing pain the sunlight was causing; she bumped into Arnold Bowler (Geography, specializing in plate tectonics, volcanoes and the planet’s water cycle) who had a few more spare Excedrin to replace the three of Jenny’s she’d scrounged and which were now on their way down the city sewer starting on their exciting journey as part of Mr. Bowlers water system; and the two cups of Devil’s Spawn had had the desired effect.<br/><br/>She packed away after second period (class 3-B, that disruptive cow Jane Walker) and sat back, sighing as the room emptied leaving her blissfully alone for a few minutes.<br/><br/>The door opened, a head stuck round it.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hello?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Alex looked up,<strong>“Oh, hi, Jen, what’s up?”</strong>