Violet was really glad spring was here. Normally she enjoyed the cold weather, but it had really gotten into her bones this past year. She had hoped it might have an inhibiting influence on the vines, but no such luck.

"Hello, Professor Applewood," she greeted her professor, smiling. Violet missed Professor Schmoe a great deal--he had been one of the few professors she felt she could talk to when she had a problem and she had yet to find another confidante. So she had been prepared to dislike his replacement on principle, but the new professor was really quite nice, so Violet had wound up liking her despite herself.

Looking around the classroom, Violet found herself a seat and waited for class to begin.