[h2][color=00a651]Rebekah Green[/color][/h2]

[color=00a651]"Yeah, that was me"[/color] Rebekah replied, taking and shaking the hand. [color=00a651]"And it's good to meet you too. The way that teacher was going off on everyone, I thought I'd better make a peace offering. That, and not give her any more ammunition than I absolutely had to. You could almost feel her zeroing in on kids' weak spots and thinking of ways to embarrass them. It's crazy."[/color]

Complaining about teachers. It was the standby of schoolyard conversations everywhere. Was she really falling into such cliched conversation already? No, she thought. That was safe but boring, completely out of place at Herculean Academy. She changed tacks quickly.

[color=00a651]"But yeah, whatever you were about to say, I probably could, and I'm fine with helping people out. Just after breakfast this morning, this one teacher got me to grow his collection of magic rocks and gemstones. I gave him back diamonds bigger than your head, and it cost me nothing. It drove my old teacher crazy, the way I completely brake economics, but hey, why not. So tell me, what's the plan, what am I growing, and what are we going to do with it?" [/color]