Violet wasn't much for theory. Theory was boring, and easy and simple. Pretty much anyone could pick up a textbook and read to learn the theory behind things. The real work, fascinating part of things were always practical. Experience was how people truly learned things. Though, she tolerated the theory because it was a subject that she was interested in.

That day, she walked through the hall of Merlin's Academy, her book bag slung over her shoulder, on her way to class. Upon walking into the room, she noted the layout of the desks, and had to stop herself from letting out an audible groan. Violet was not one for front rows. She walked into the room, and took the seat farthest to the left, barely acknowledging the Professor, leaning back on his desk. She dropped her book bag to the floor with a thud, and waited silently for more people to arrive.

Conner walked through the halls of the academy, murmuring random facts so he could remember if it was needed. Running the facts would help him in case any fact was expected for him to know during lecture. He didn't want to fake an answer, he didn't want to mess with what little respect he got from Professor Ellingston. He wasn't a bookish type person, he preferred exploring and learning, and getting dirty while doing so. But at the moment he decided that he was going to try his best to work nicely.

Pushing the doors of the classroom, he smiled slightly at the professor and nodded his way as a greeting before taking a look at the classroom. Well, this was new. Still preferring the right to the left, he shifted over and took a seat, taking out a notebook and waited for other students to arrive. He wondered briefly if Rhian would sit near him and smiled slightly at the thought.

The library here was certainly a bit different than back at Hogwarts. While it had never been her favorite place to frequent, she'd gone there a few times, mostly to pick up books than to actually study there. Here, though, the library felt rather homey. There were little alcoves, here and there, that housed cushioned chairs and fireplaces. And the general aire of the place was more inviting than she ever remembered the one at Hogwarts being.

It was why she'd lost track of time, and almost missed class. That, and the warmth of the egg wrapped to her front. It was a strange thing, to carry all the time, but she'd grown fond of the thing. Keeping it surrounded by warmth was a hard thing to guaruntee, if it was not with her at all times. She'd fashioned a holder that would hug the egg to her front at all times, or her back, if she chose. It shouldn't be long now, before the thing hatched. Or, at least, she hoped.

Stuffing her books into her bag, she walked swiftly out and towards her class. It didn't take long to get there, and she walking into the class quite surprised at what she found. There were only two there already, so the tension of being late left her easily. Instead of the rows of seats there was only one, and the divide was not lost on her.

A look up at Professor Ellingston was accompanied with a smile. "Morning, Professor," she greeted. Rhian was not an overly outgoing person, in formal settings, but she rather liked the man, as little as she knew about him. After all, he'd given her Kai. Or Kristiana. Whichever this little bugger turned out to be.

Moving towards the right side of the room. She took a seat next to Conner. A small smile towards him, and a quiet, "Hi," and she moved to take out her text book, strange as it was around the egg.

Today was the day that Tess was going to start to add another level of stress to her life. After finally being accepted by admissions (with some skepticism), Tess Holmes was now considered a double major. She had to admit that Codey had definitely influenced her by allowing her the chance of taking dragons even though she was behind one class. It was a bit stressful to realize this, but since she got her dragon egg, and had been taking care of it like her own, she was hoping it was enough. She figured her egg would be a late hatcher but it didn't matter.

Pushing the door open, she smiled softly at Codey before taking in the whole class. Smiling shyly at Rhian she sat down beside her and nudged her as a greeting.

Alana smiled. Another class with the same teacher from that one class she took with him. She sighed. She didn't even try to look presentable for him. She didn't like him, and almost didn't even show up. But her promise. Alana always kept promises, even to herself. And she promised she wouldn't be almost late, or hung over before class again. She also swore to get high marks on everything and try her hardest. Almost the exact opposite of what she was at Hogwarts. But this was real life, and not Hogwarts. And in real life, one HAD to succeed. And that was Alana's goal.

So when she walked in and saw all the desks lined up in the front of the classroom, she snorted. Typical. Some seats where filled, and the only person she thought looked decent enough to sit next too, was a blond girl to the left. She shrugged and went to sit next to her. She didn't say hi, or acknowledge her, but simply got out her supplies, and was ready to learn.