Time for some in-class relaxation!

{if@ Gammod == False}Fun times were had by all! And you are a part of the whole, so get to be included in that one. But now it's time for your next class!

Time flew past super quick in the morning's Combat and First Aid classes, and even though you're still a bit stiff from Professor Phoebe working you all so hard, your spirits are high to where you feel that nothing could get you down! In fact, the rest of this day is probably going to go so smoothly that it'll be like it's over already! Yeah, it really feels like that's what's going to happen. So you'd better hurry up and get to your next class, already!

{endif}It's Monster Theory that you've got, right? You've not had it today, and specialised classes like Equipment Maintenance don't happen very often. So it would make sense if it was Monster Theory. You really hope it's Monster Theory. Otherwise you have no idea what room you're supposed to be in.

.....

.......uhhh....

.....the room you do Monster Theory in is locked right now. And from the looks of things, nobody's inside either.

This isn't good! The second bell's almost gone by now, if you don't hurry it up, it'll look like you're skipping class! You never skip class! Oh, man, are you going to have to go find one of the wall-mounted timetables? That's always so hard to do, because they're all over the place, so you're used to just letting your eyes drift over them. Plus, you can never focus long enough to find one, you always start daydreaming beforehand. If only they had less of them around the school, it'd be so much easier to find one!

Okay, okay, calm down. You're not technically late yet. There's still time. All you have to do is find a classmate, or a timetable, or Professor Phoebe who will have memorised your timetables since she's your main teacher. Simple! Easy as it comes! Just start down the hallway, keep your breathing steady, and keep your eyes peeled for any of those three things.

You start marching along the hall, chest proudly puffed out, with your boobs acting as a counterweight for your backpack. You look like a bird, one of the sort that has their chest feathers all ruffled and pushed out. Which, to be honest, you're not sure how they do it. Given how bird limbs are limited to wings and talon-legs, they shouldn't have any way of rubbing down their chests afterwards to un-puff them. Unless the feathers are directly connected to muscle there, and flexing the muscle can make them stand out. That sounds like it would really hurt. Maybe back when people used quills instead of pens or pencils, they were actually really doing the bird a favour, like removing a thorn from a dog's paw. And now that we use other writing utensils, the birds are living it rough again, which just doesn't seem fair at all -- you should probably consider destroying all of your pens and pencils, if that's true, since-

BRRINGGG, BRRRINGGG

Eh? Oh, no! That was the second bell! You blink your eyes and look around. You've walked pretty much in a big circle around the school's halls, and the whole way, you forgot to be paying attention to anything. This is bad! You really are late now, and you'll be even later by the end of it, because you still don't know where to go!

Okay, stop walking. You need to think. What's proper protocol, here? It is better to show up to a class five minutes late and look silly, or to not go at all and then everybody will think it was on purpose? You're not sure.... you bite your bottom lip. Normally, the idea of skipping class and having fun by yourself in your dorm room would be really appealing, but right now, it's probably a specialist class going on. That means it's a useful skill, and one that you probably won't get to learn about again for at least a couple more weeks.

Argh, why is this whole thing making you feel so anxious? This sucks! Why can't they just have your schedules up in easy to access places? That would remove all stress out of the process!