Dresden Academy

She nodded. High school had been like that, so stressful at times she wondered if it was really that important. "Mother Criss has a mean midterm." Which meant she had a lot of work to do preparing the students. She could probably help him study for Octavia Whalon's midterm, but that woman had an entirely different teaching style (one which Bernadine's mentor didn't approve at all).

"Give it time," Bernadine promised. Abby loved telling her tales of debauchery from the school dances. The things this students got up to shocked her until she actually met them. It seemed almost normal to let off so much steam. "These things usually get wild toward the end when the professors have started hiding in the hallway or begging off chaperon duty."

Then she looked him over and grinned. "If you can hang in that long."