V didn't know if it was being NOT a first year, but she really did feel a bit more knowledgeable about all of the subjects this year, and she found it made her more observant and caring towards her classes. It was a nice change of pace, really.

But art was something she knew some things about because of her dad! She raised her hand timidly, waiting to be called on. All of the older people had such good points.

"Well, my dad always says that not only does art imitate life, but life imitates art. So...someone can do a piece about what they think the future will look like, and we humans find a way to do whatever our art shows. It's like...a circle of influence almost," she said, hoping that made sense. "Art can like, influence what we do."

and WAS she pouting about NO ONE wanting to sit next to her? PSSHH NO. NO HURT FEELINGS HERE. SHE WAS FINE AND EVERYTHING WAS FINE.