I'm gonna catch me some damn cats. Figure it might work better if we uh...work together or something.

You know.

I have a plan.

Rewards here I come.

Anyone who wants in should meet in front of the dormitories, got that?

SHIT--

I found one in my pants.

What the hell is going on here!?!?!?!?!?! Who the bloody hell invests the school with cats. CATS. That's so stupid. No offence, LARKSPUR or whatever the hell you people are--but cats, honestly??? You couldn't have come up with something scarier.

NOT THAT I WANT THIS EITHER. But you know. CATS.

Coulda been crocodiles, giants spiders, hollow soul sucking monsters...but no. CATS.

This school is seriously wack.

So I guess I gotta catch these buggers?

...

...yo.

This agenda thing is crazy...it...friggin'...knows me. It beeps when I think about skipping class (sure most of my classes are cool but meditation makes me feel like a tool).

So...you new guy girls seen the training grounds? I was thinking of maybe starting a club...with...fighting-er, training. Dueling?

Some of you have to have an interest in that...right?

Also gonna explore...find out some shit. See what the hell is going on with this school since Heatherfield seemed way too happy when we met. Word.