Aero
Fictional Trash
Jean wrote down everything Mrs. Miriel talked about with her eyebrows furrowed. When the demon lady said that they could touch the meteorite and told them their homework Jean sighed in relief cracking her knuckles a bit. When her hands didn't hurt anymore from writing she looked at the meteorite and picked it up. 'It's a rock...from space....yay.' She thought, not really impressed by the space rock. She walked up to Mrs. Miriel's desk and set the roc-meteorite on her desk. @True Queen Ashe