Jasmine<br/><br/>I rush to the school and in the door, knowing that I'm late for Philosophy.  Pointless, honestly, but it was a class.  I'm gasping for breath, as I've never had much in the way of stamina.  And I'm late.  Again.  When I finally reach the room, I pause catching my breath, and go inside.<br/><br/>"Sorry, teacher, traffic was bad," I mumble quietly and go to find my seat.  I just needed to get this done so that I could look at my new book.  Well, that and get ready for some...creative revenge on Lindsey.  If I could find a way to do it without a trace, at least.