One by one, Dahlia quietly gathered up the five rocks she had scrawled her initials on a few moments earlier. With the rocks now in front of her she slid them around to form a small line going to smallest to largest.

She continued to study the colors, patterns and shapes of each individual rock, so that she wouldn't accidentally look up and see the hooded meanies. It was best to avoid contact with them at all costs.

So when she raised her hand to give her answer, Lia slowly lifted her gaze trying to keep only Professor Kitridge in her view. "An omen is a sign of either something good or bad that is meant to happen in the future. It can be about pretty much anything. Some people want to know what's going to happen so they can try to plan for it, others would rather not know if something terrible were to be coming along."