With the school bell ringing, everyone knew classes were about to start again, and then tardy patrol was soon to come after (and those guys are hard-asses), so everyone began to run to class. Melody knew she needed to change back, but she also didn't need the stress of having a tardy (and resulting detention) on her mind, so she grabbed up her shoes and books, and ran to her next class, Chemistry.
Just before the tardy bell rang, Melody slipped in the door, her Chemistry teacher, Mr. Hargrave, almost slamming the door on her tail. As she made for her seat, Mr. Hargrave looked at her. Melody's parents, doctor, and psychiatrist had made the faculty at the school fully aware of her condition, so he adjusted his glasses, coughed, and said to Melody when he saw her tail swishing about, "Melody, dear, do you need to go to the nurse?"
"I'm alright for now, Mr. Hargrave..." Melody sighed. Today they were talking about acids, and she had been really looking forward to this (Mr. Hargrave was known for always doing awesome presentations and demonstrations), and she wasn't going to miss this for the world.
"Okay, Melody. Just try to keep your tail out the other students' way now." Some of the more immature students chuckled. Mr. Hargrave cleared his throat, and they quickly silenced themselves.
Everyone oohed and aahed as Mr. Hargrave melted item after item, and even caused a small explosion. Everyone seemed to forget about Melody's feline attributes for the rest of the class. However, all good things had to end, and the bell rang. "Oh, I wish I could just skip next period until metal shop... I LOVE metal shop!!" Melody sighed, hating her next class, for it was...