Nothing eventful, not until she gets to class anyway.

Eliza eyes open as her head pounds like a drum, her hand slamming down on the alarm. She groans as she gets out of bed, finding out that not feeding would give her the same effects of a bad hangover. Stumbling over to her restroom, she pops a bunch of Advil and drags herself into the shower. Not much washing gets done as she wallows in pain from her headache, letting the shower splash over her head.

After her shower and getting dressed, she notices that the couch lay vacant. Apparently Kat hadn't returned last night. Eliza figures she's off feeding, some poor sap getting their brains fucked out. She'll be back. She tries to ignore the thoughts, not wanted to get herself in the mood either. Class was more important right now, she didn't have time to feed. Feed, what is my life now? Eliza thinks to her self. she's not sure if she'll ever get used to thinking like this, as it just seemed unnatural to her. But this is her life now, hopefully she'll get used to it.

Grabbing a bagel, she quickly munches on it as she grabs her school bag and rushes out the door. She squints her eyes as she walks out the front door, the sun being too much in her hungover state. Thankfully it doesn't take her long to get to the campus, as it's only a few blocks away from her apartment. Once on campus her phone chimes.

A text? Who the hell texted me? Eliza thinks to herself. She didn't have many friends to begin with, and none that would be up this early. Clicking the icon, it's from an unknown number. Opening the text, she wondered why she was even surprised.

Hey Eliza, this is Kat. Got a phone now! :D btw, dont ask how i got it, im pretty sure you dont want to know. Ill see you when you get home sweetie.

Rolling her eyes, she reluctantly add Kat to her contacts. Eliza didn't want to face Kat's wraith if she didn't accept. Her body might fall apart this time.

"Well if it ain't puke stain." said a snobby voice. Eliza scrunched her nose, instantly recognizing the voices owner; Heather "pain in the ass" Chandler. The most popular girl on campus, though that's probably because her legs are more open then a 24 hour gas station. Eliza glances up, seeing Heather standing before her with a pair of mindless followers on either side. Trying to ignore her comment, Eliza tries to walk around, not in the mood to deal with her bitchiness. "You heard me, look at me when I'm talking to you." A hand juts to her phone, yanking it out of her hand.

"What the hell's your problem?" Eliza yells, reaching out to retrieve her phone back. But before she can grab it, Heather throws it to one of her cronies.

"You are puke stain, now listen up or your phone's taking a one way trip to the sewers." Eliza grimaces at the bitch in front of her, letting her words crawl under her skin. She eyes the girl next to Heather, her hands dangling the phone by it's corner. Eliza would want nothing more then to cuss Heather out, but she doesn't say any snide remarks as her phone was being held hostage.

"Fine, what do you want with me anyway?"

"We have a test today and you're gonna let me cheat off you."

"Hell no, I'm not getting expelled because you're a dumb ass. And give me my phone back." Eliza spits, reaching out to nameless crony #1 to try and snatch her phone. Sadly the phone lurches back before she's able to grab it. Eliza clenches her fist, her eyes locking onto the hand holding her phone.

"Give me the phone, now!" Heather barks. Eliza lurches her hand forward again, desperately trying to grab her phone back before Heather gets her hands on it. Focusing on getting her phone, Eliza watches as the phone seems to jump out of the girls hand into her own. Heather's jaw drops. "What the hell Jessica!"

"I didn't mean to, I mean, it just jumped out of my hand. I swear." Jessica tried to defend herself. Heather obviously wasn't having any of it though, cussing her out. Though a little confused, Eliza uses the scolding to slip away, bee-lining it to the classroom. Luckily for her, the classroom already had a few students in it. This would hopefully deter Heather from confronting her, not with all the witnesses around. Sitting down in the back, Eliza's mind drifts back to what just transpired.

How did that happen? Eliza thinks to herself, pulling a book out of her pack. As she gets her notes out, she comes to a realization. Wait, I've seen that before. Her mind remembers back to the day before, when Kat flung her across the room with a simple gesture. That must be it. I must have accidentally used that. As she thinks this she watches a pissed off Heather enter the room. Their eyes meet, Heather giving her a **** glare before sitting down as far away from Eliza as she could. Eliza can't help but smile at the knowledge that she just one-upped the mythic bitch.

A few minutes pass as everyone tries to cram in whatever they can. Mr. Gordon then enters the room, a large stack of papers cradled in his hands. He begins to drone on about stuff that everyone knows, bantering about putting phones away and keeping your eyes to your own paper. Eliza simply ignores him, anxiously waiting for him to pass out the test. He slowly walks down the isles, handing out each test upside down. Once every paper is handed out, he returns to the front of the room. Clearing is throat, he instructs everyone of the hour and a half time limit before saying that we may begin the test.