Oh. Merlin.

This guy was absolutely bloody mental.

Did he really expect to boss the students around like this? Who did he think he was? Lord Borr. It was probably a self-given title, anyway. He was gross, rude, arrogant, and just plain evil! Who put this guy in charge? Arabelle wanted to have a word with whoever it was. They were soooo going to be in trouble.

Arabelle took her time getting out of her seat. He may be a Professor, but she wasn't just going to jump every time he told her to. Taking steps as slow as she possibly could, Arabelle was one of the last to reach the windows. She didn't even bother to look out, just kept her eyes on the impossibly large man who didn't have an inside voice.

She examined her nails. Huh. There was dirt under all of them. She really needed to spend less time outside. Focusing all her concentration on her right hand, she started to clean them. It was times like these when she could really use a file. When her nails looked presentable, Arabelle finally turned towards the windows.

"I see the sky. There are clouds in it. And it's all so fascinating." She sighed. Could she sit down now?