Kennedy walked in, carrying some books he had just checked out from the library. He had a lot of reading to do. As usual, he made his way to the front of the room to get the better seats. As he passed the man in charge he greeted with a nod, "Good day, Professor." Or at least, he hoped he was having a good day. Kennedy sat at the front row and put his books into his bag and in exchange he took out a notebook and pencil. He still didn't like using quills. They were weird.