Potions Class

Walking towards the Potions room, Ariella was panting as she tries to make her breathing stable.
I hope I'm not late. She thought as she leaned her back onto the wall to rest for a moment.

"Bloody hell, that was a lot of stairs" She exhaled. She finally gained composure after a few minutes and proceeded to enter the room cautiously. Luckily, the class isn't starting yet, she went to the empty seat on the middle of the classroom.

Hopefully, the professor isn't terror She said to herself since she's also looking forward for this class. Ariella wants learn potions, and she even wants to make one! A potion that can change her hair color in one drop.

Reminiscing her childhood memories, she used to recklessly cut her hair when she was 7, which is also why her foster parents always scolds her for being messy and hard headed. She scoffed at the memory.

She roamed her eyes around the room. From the bookshelves, to the phials displayed on the professor's table, to the furniture, to the students. Since she seems early, she took out her sketchbook again to steer clear from boredom.

After a few minutes the door suddenly opened.