She has science! How fun.

Jade leaves the classroom reasonably swiftly.

Science is, in fact, considerably more her speed (it's weird, science numbers make considerably more sense than calculus numbers). Although she's not entirely sure how close she is to the level they'll be teaching here.

Still, Chemistry it is. She can do that.

Apparently, Jade also has Chemistry! She is carefully toward the back of the classroom, again, but seems to have a lab partner she gets on with okay enough.

The teacher notices that Joss is new, explains what they're doing right now (alkanes, fun) and then sets her up with a lab partner herself.

Class proceeds.

She does a better job at not getting distracted here, the subject matter more interesting to her and holding her attention better.

It still gets boring, but, she supposes, that seems to be a thing with school in general.

Knocking! Octane numbers! Other things relating to hydrocarbons and things! (Fractional distillation! Gosh!)

And then it's time for lunch.

Which is probably going to be another exercise in trying to figure out how the hell to avoid social if at all possible. Or trying to figure out how the hell to do it. One of those two things.

She could socialize with Jade! She could fetch that earlier essay off Jade!

Jade seems quite happy to grab some food and sit in a corner away from most of the others in the cafeteria.

That rather seems like the most logical way to go about things!

So, she grabs some food and heads over. "Mind if I join you?" she asks. "And would it be okay to grab a copy of that essay before we have to get back to class?"

"– Sure," she says. "Library should be open."

There are a couple of free seats at the table.

"Thanks," Joss nods, taking one of those free seats.

She doesn't start a conversation - because she really has no idea how to, and doesn't want to irritate Jade - but eats quickly.

"Where in Britain did you move from?"

She looks up, slightly startled, obviously not expecting to be addressed.

"Gateshead," she says, after a moment. "North-east England. Yourself?"

"Um, near Wells? In Somerset."

"I think we went to Wells once? Father had a meeting there or something. I don't really remember much about it - I recall it being pretty?"

"It has a cathedral? There's a museum near that, I think, and the whole place is pretty old."

"That's probably what I'm remembering."

By this point Joss has finished her food. (She eats pretty quickly.)

Jade is about halfway through! (Pasta, would be yum except cafeteria food…)

Joss isn't entirely sure how to continue a conversation (asking about the notepad incident seems rude, and asking about why Jade moved seems somehow too personal), so if there's no further immediate conversation, she'll take a moment to review her calculus notes.

Calculus has lots of symbols in it. (Some of these are shared with other languages and alphabets! Not that either of them probably know this. Not that this helps make it more understandable.)

It only takes Jade another few minutes to finish eating – "Lunch is pretty short here; I'm not sure if anyone ever mentioned that."

"I had a tendency to end up working through my lunch break," she admits. "But thanks for the heads up. We got time to make that copy? Or would it be better grabbing it after school?"

"We've got time," she says, getting up from her seat and picking up her bag and tray.

"I really appreciate this," she responds, following Jade's lead.

"Sure," she responds. "I'm not sure how helpful it'll be."

"Anything that helps me make sense of what a teacher is saying is helpful! Even if it is only slightly."

The library is not far away, and copying work for school use is free.

They have a few minutes before class when Jade's done with the copier.