Where did the time go? It seemed like just yesterday that they were having the first classes of the year, now they were having the last classes of the year. And with every class, Sky was that much closer to being a seventh year. Yikes.

She placed those thoughts in a box at the back of her mind for now, though, so that she could focus on the class. It seemed like Professor Barlow wasn't here yet, or maybe she was just in the barn. Whatever. She picked a seat and plopped down in it, placing her bag in it's usual place and waiting for class to begin.