What better way to keep out of trouble than to sit near a prefect, right? Only she still wasn't quite happy with Puck, so Zander it was, mmmhmmm. That was what would anyone who asked, anyway. Heather was ready for this class. Except that she was the only one in comfy clothes. She had read the noticeboard correctly, hadn't she? This class called for trainers and comfy clothes? Well, if the professor wanted her to go change, she would tell her so.

Speaking of the professor, why was she wearing a crossing guards vest? And was the zipper stuck or something? Anyway.....reading the board.......she filled out the nametag as requested. Oh, and "Hello, professor!"