"This is nuts," Sheeta thought to herself, "I didn't mind one lesson on how to be a proper young lady but now three?"

*Sitting on a broom sideways was one thing (hard all be it) but now the girls were being forced to arrange flowers?! Sheeta would not play nice anymore. She put on her gloves and with clippers in hand, Sheeta went to look for a flower that didn't look to healthy. Finding it, she cut it off and then went to find more colorful ones to use in her "arrangement." *