Celandine was supposed to be doing something. Something other than playing with a strand of her hair and staring vapidly at the board. She blinked some more and looked down at the textbook in front of her. She liked books for some reason she couldn't think of right then. This book was different, she knew that much. It had stuff written in it.

She looked at the hard word on the board again and opened the book. She could find the hard word! She could!

There were notes scribbled throughout the book and Cela's eyes widened. Those were harder words! But she had to read the book to figure out stuff. Antidote. Quint-ess-ence?

Why was this hard? Even though she normally wasn't a hot shot at potions, Cela certainly never had any trouble reading and comprehending things. Was this what it was like to be...

*gasp*

... average?!