Dria was hurrying home from school. She was very excited and a little late. This was her last flower arranging class of the intermediate level with her foster mother, Laurie. If she did well enough on this one, she would pass the level with a perfect grade and gravduate to the next level. As an advanced class level flower arranger she would have several new privileges, including but not limited to, paid wages for teaching the beginner classes and permission to work with the more exotic and more dangerous plants, such as the Blue Lotus plant from Egypt that had drawn her. She had to get to the shop now.

~Kiana_Nala~