The bell rang for their next class, and Chuck put down his pencil. The class was boring, but easy, and he was glad there wasn't a great deal of homework this time. He placed his books and pencils into a schoolbag, then stood up with the others. The next class was right around the corner, and the flow of traffic was vary simple, seeing as there was only one group. The pushing students separated him from Aqua, and he bumped into a younger, brown-haired boy. [@Weird Tales] "Sorry," Chuck apologized. "It's a little difficult to maneuver in this crowd."