All she hoped for as she entered the History of Magic classroom was for NO lectures. Beverly honestly couldn't sit through those longer than half and hour at most. It's not because she thought the lesson was boring, but her body physically didn't let her. It sucked.

Pausing at the entrance, she shot the professor a grin. "Good day, professor." He got 'good days' from her. Yes, yes. After being directed toward the board she set out to look for the desk with her name tag.

Oh-oh.

Thing was she'd forgotten where that was. Going up and down the aisles of desks, Bev searched for hers. It was until she reached the front that she found her name. Ha. Right. She likes sitting at the front. Makes sense it'd be there. Ha. No.