Giselle put her hands in her lap and continued flicking her fingers to create fire without the teacher looking because she was too tired and far too irritated to not be around her favourite element. She looked out the window and was surprised to see in the slight distance her favourite little red fox. Giselle gave her pleading eyes but Vix's head shook. Giselle chattered too much to learn when she was with Vix and Vix believed Giselle's learning to be very important, even if Giselle didn't.
She looked around wondering if it'd be worth talking to someone because everyone semmed to be talking beside her but she shrugged the thought away because if they wanted to talk to her they would and no one had so she didn't care.
Her bright eyed gaze explored the crowded room which was making her feel discomfortingly claustrophobic which wasn't very much like the young fire elemental. She looked out the window again for Vix but she wasn't there anymore and Giselle said something she probably shouldn't of under her bitter breath.
Giselle didn't like being left alone and having come here for a few years she should know most of the people but she didn't reconize even a face at all. Was everyone here new? Or was Giselle's bubble tighter then she thought? Well, she's not an anti-social it can't be that tight...Giselle calmed her panicks about being an anti-social by playing with her flame changing the shape consistantly until her spirit died and with it the flame.
Giselle had been excited about coming back to school but now she was here she'd rather be anywhere else.