I went back to my own set which included a notebook, some pencils, and a large eraser. I then looked at the clock. There was another half hour before class was supposed to start, and I hadn’t brought anything to do. I looked over to Abraham. He was looking over a leather-bound book that seemed to be glowing slightly from the pages. I turned to look at Alice. She had produced a book as well, but it was paperback and worn. It was a copy of one of the earlier Snowstar books. The third I guessed, but wasn’t sure. I turned back just in time to see another student enter the class.


    It was a girl. She was small. So small I thought she was either a teacher’s kid, or was very lost, but she strolled in swiftly and went straight to the back of the class. I didn’t really pay attention as I opened my notebook and started to draw, but she caught my eye again as she returned to the front of the class looking at the name cards. Apparently, she was Gwendolyn Bell as she took the seat directly in front of me. She then seemed to try to shrink into the seat and become even smaller than what she already was. I thought about it for a while. She seemed scared. Not just nervous or anxious. I decided that I should say something. Introduce myself. Make myself not a stranger in a strange place.


    I lifted my hand to tap her shoulder just as the door opened and a huge figure entered the room. It was massive, covered in scales, and had fangs and claws that could rip any mundane human apart.


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    “Good morning.” The massive form said in a soft and kind tone, “Is this Class J?”


    Abraham answered him and he gave his thanks before entering fully and started searching for his own seat right next to mine. I then realized that he was just one of the lizard aliens that crash-landed in Russia centuries ago. I took a breath. I had lost my nerve. I still wanted to talk to Gwendolyn, but now I was shaking just slightly.


    I lost my chance as soon more and more students entered the classroom, and the range of them was shocking. I had lived in the mundane world until just a month ago and now I was seeing the strangest things. A huge boy who looked like he could have been made of stone. Another equally large boy with a massive gut, but walked through the desks with grace. A girl with jewels braided in her hair carrying a trident taller than her. A boy who carried a book and a smug look. A short girl who seemed to not have anything special about her but walked with god-like confidence. What seemed to be a robot. Even more students entered, and most seemed somewhat normal, but all seeming to have something more. I seemed to be the most normal person in the room, but even I had something more. Something that made me not fully human. That was the purpose of this school after all.


    The last student to enter was a boy with an earthy skin tone and black hair. The first thing he did was yawn out of boredom rather than being tired. After he faced the class, and with no care said, “Class J.”