Placing her hand on the soil, Jezzabelle found that it was warm enough to the touch. She looked at her notes again and made sure her gloved were on and her goggles were tight. She walked up and grabbed on of the seeds out of the container and carried it oh so carefully to her spot to place it in the pot.

She set it down right in the center on top of the soul and listened to it sizzle as it made contact with the soil below it. She turned back to her notes and crossed off the completed step. This was all so much easier than all the other classes she had. Not once did she mess up.