The classes she'd signed up for this term were ones that she hoped would help her be a more artful investigator and reporter and if that meant it would be a little strange to taking a class from her cheerleading coach, who was also the daughter of her classmate with the dry humored talking cat, she would just have to suck it up and deal. Super long run-on like whoa!

"Name's D'anna, I..." some days it was just difficult to talk about herself. "I think birthday parties are weird but I like them, and I'm a brain-breaking Seawhorse who supports shirtlessness in others."