"Hey professor," Remy greeted, slightly distracted by the words on the blackboard. She raised an eyebrow at the professor. She did get the reference, she didn't want to know why he was comparing this class to the Hunger Games though.

Was it too late late to go to the sick bay and bail on this class?

Probably.

It wasn't her fault she wasn't that fond of this class, not that she'd ever tell Professor Myers. It was just that she much preferred the plants that wouldn't try to kill her. She still hadn't really adjusted to magic.