Ice to meet you

"I don't know the schedule.."

"Ask a friend; you can probably have the same one as theirs."

"oh..But I don't know where my friend went."

"If you tell me their name, I can check their schedule and tell you where they'll likely be."

"Her name is Dem"

"This building, third floor, room seven."

,"thank you" then she left to class

Dem was quick to berate her the moment she got inside. "Where'd you go? First you stay back to talk with the professor and then, you're gone!" The seat next to her was empty.

Viola sat next to her. "Sorty..I got lost"

"This is History of Magic and it's as breathtakingly exciting as it sounds."

Viola listened.

Nothing but talking and talking with the idea that apparently, magic has been around for much longer than most people think, but it took quite some time for would-be mages to tap into it and even then, there was the thing about prosecution.

The next class was gonna feature said prosecutions more in detail, including the infamous burning of witches.

Some of the students fell asleep from this, however. The teacher's droning voice didn't help either.

Either way, Dem was glad it was over. "Definitely hitting the books on this one. Or asking someone to give me the notes so that I can copy them."

"yeah...Im glad I didn't fall asleep though"

"Next up is Technology in the room right next to this one. Then, there's lunch break and two more classes."

"technology? But isn't this a school for magic?"

"Technology has had an impact on magic and, well, mages decided that trying to run away from it won't help it. Instead, they decided to educate themselves on how to use it."

"oh well I hope that class isn't boring or I might just fall asleep"

"And miss lunch? I am gonna wake you up, just saying."

But it was boring. Very, very boring. 

Sure, knowing how to work appliances might be a good idea, but did the teacher really need to drone on for that long?

"man I thought school would be more...Fun.."

Dem let out a hearty laugh. "Oh, my dear friend, that's where you're wrong. Very wrong."

"oh.."

"Let's get some food, okay? There's two more classes we have to sit th- I mean, pay attention to."

"yeah. Maybe the last two are a little interesting. " Viola said wondering what sort of food would be put here

Pre-cooked food, mass produced, food brought in before it was suppose to expire; probably not as good as food back home.

"Still better than going hungry, I suppose." Dem get herself a soup, some mashed potatoes and some kind of mystery meat.

Viola looked at the menu.