How coincidental.

Catherine smiled upon seeing that he had tried this time. When he looked away, she offered a reassuring smile. "You'll get it in time! All you have to do is keep trying and soon enough, you'll be able to do it." Her smile brightened somewhat, once again hoping he would listen to what she said.

Catherine watched as he sat down, then took a seat next to him. Class was almost over, thank goodness. She didn't want him to have to endure anymore of the treatment he got in this class. She would have to find a way to stop it... it just wasn't right for people to laugh at others because they couldn't do something.

The bell rang and instead of their normal teacher picking them up, Cordelia was at the door. She blinked when she saw Catherine, but didn't say anything to her. "Your teacher got sick, so you all get to come to my class! Aren't you lucky?" She grinned, fangs showing. She loved scaring these little children.

She was such an evil teacher.

Catherine almost laughed when she saw that. She knew Cordelia could be scary, but she also knew how nice she could be. She got out of her seat and lined up, waving to the twenty-year-old. "Hi, Cor... Miss Brooks!!"

The mother looked to Catherine and smiled. "Hi, Cathy," she said.

Cordelia walked them all to her classroom. Cailie wasn't there, for whatever reason. Even so, the guillotine, electric chair, and other torture devices were. Catherine blinked at the sight, then ran over to the guillotine. "AWESOME!!!" she said, about to touch it when the twenty-year-old stopped her.

"Don't, sweetie. You'll cut your hand off," she said, then looked to the rest of the class. "Alright. No body touch the torture objects, ok? I don't want anyone getting hurt, as amusing as it would be."

Catherine nodded, then took a seat, wondering what they would be doing, since Cordelia wasn't really their teacher.

Cordelia noticed Soahc, and looked closely at him. There was something very different about that child, and the motherly care and concern in her wanted to find out what it was. Not to mention that she was just plain nosy sometimes. She nodded in his direction. "Hey, kid, what's your name?" she asked.

Cordelia watched as he put his head down. "Are you alright, Soahc? Feeling sick or tired or anything?" That's what kids usually did when they put their head down, unless of course they were bored. Well, if they were bored, then she would just give the class an assignment to do.