Cale looked down at his textbook, trying to locate the letter B. Even though no one called him Caleb, that WAS his official name, no matter how atrocious it sounded to him.
Quote:
B: You are emotional, sensitive, and a bit shy. You are friendly and understanding. Peace and harmony are essential to your happiness. You are sensitive. You are loyal and firm in your beliefs, often clinging to ideas after they have outlived their usefulness. You must learn to change more with the times and become more independent in thought.
Shy? That definitely wasn't him. He remembered his mum telling him stories how he had walked up to stranges in the market when she was doing her shopping and introducing himself to them when he was little. The emotional bit was true though, no matter how much he didn't want to admit it. He made a few notes on his parchment and continued to read his description when he heard someone pipe up from the back of the class.
Turning in his seat, his eyes widened as he saw Professor Lupa sitting in the back, asking how many 0's a gagillion had. Oh Merlin. Rolling his eyes at the nutty professor, he turned and focused his interest on Shackleton, wondering what her reaction would be. He remembered all too clearly her obvious annoyance at the whole Jack Mosier incident, and guessed that because of that, and her obvious allergies, she would be less than friendly with Lupa.