Zack walked in to his very first class of his second term he was not as nervous as he was in his first year. He was now familiar with the school rules and was starting to like it better than anything. As he walked in the class with his bag hung on his left shoulder he could smell the green plants as he always did whenever he entered the greenhouse. He couldn't say if he liked it very much but it was kind of pleasant sometimes.

He walked in and grabbed a seat near where professor stood. He removed the bag from his shoulder and set it on his side. He looked at professor and said "Hey Professor Bentley, Good Morning" and smiled at her.