Viv thought the weather was very cold. She thought a fire would be wonderful and Professor Stewart was doing just that. She wasn't scared to wear a coat in this cold weather. The classroom look still the same. The desks were lined up and precise.

It was so weird that Professor Stewart wasn't in the hallway greeting the class. She was looking through a pile of papers. Hmmm... what could they be? Maybe an essay? Could it be homework? Or was it some type of notes?

Viv would find out soon!