Professor Casanov can usually be found in her office. It is average sized and neat, everything perfectly organized and clean, not a speck of dust found anywhere.

Aria Casanov entered her office, having first changed after class to beautiful robes of gold silk. She had also let her hair down, it cascaded down to her shoulders in waves.

Her office was neat and organized, as always. She took out her lesson plan book and busied herself writing, waiting for the Singe twins to arrive for their detention.

Hopefully it would teach those two a lesson about being late to class.

Robyn sighed, geting detention was not on her things to do list.
Robyn entered Professor Cassanov's office, Ravyn tailing behind her.
"Chica! This is all your fault. You changed my watches." Ravyn hissed.
"No, you are mistaken. I changed your watches AFTER her class. I did NOT do it before her class!" Robyn defended herself from her sister.
" ¡Eres tan estúpido!" Ravyn told her as they went to the chairs to sit.
"I am NOT stupid and you are only talking in espanol because Penelope is back. Which by the way, I can not STAND her." Robyn told her sister glaring.
" ¡Tú idiota!" Ravyn told Robyn, the words sliding naturally offher toung.
"Don't call me an idiot." Robyn realized they were sitting in front of the professor about the same time.
"Profesor de muchas apologías. I mean, many apologese professor." Ravyn told her smiling.
Robyn smiled, "Sorry, we got lost in our own conversation." She then sent her sister a glare.

"Yes," said the Professor, staring curiously at the odd girls. "Do not let it happen again, you are in detention to make up for being late, not to socialize with each other. Save that for after."

She looked at both young witches sternly. "Now, I would like an explaination from both of you on why you were late to my class?"

Robyn twirled a bit of loose hair between her fingers.
"I just hahve a tendency to be late. I'm almost always late because all clocks are against me." Robyn explain, dropping her hair.
Ravyn smirked at her twins excuse, "The stairs changed while I was on them and I couldn't seem to find my way back and when I did, I was late." Ravyn explained. Most of that was true, except, Ravyn never got lost and Robyn knew it. Robyn said nothing however, because she was having enough trouble trying to keep from rolling her eyes.

"I want you both to write a two paragraph essay on how you will avoid being late to my class in the future and why tardiness is not a good thing. After you are finished, you may leave. Do not let it happen again. Understood?"

She slid parchement, ink, and quills over to them.

Robyn and Ravyn exchanged looks, something they rarely did. Both girls where extremely creative, and could easily write a simple two paragraph essay. Robyn silently looked to the paper.
She pulled out her own ink from her pocket. She didn’t use black, and she had special ink. Her ink wouldn’t smear when she wrote, and being left-handed this was very good. She quickly set to work. Her ink was purple; she hoped the teacher wouldn’t mind. Robyn would occasionally tap the desk, which caused Ravyn to thump her.
Ravyn herself had pulled out her own green ink, which was just like Robyn’s except the color. She hated getting ink smeared on her pinky. She also wrote diligently, herself occasionally looking up to look at her watch. She carefully wrote her last sentence and she put down the quill and away the ink. “Here you go.” Ravyn said. She got up, grabbed her bags, and walked out of the classroom.
Robyn bit her lip ring carefully as she worked, hers ended up being four paragraphs of very good reasons for why tardiness was bad and how she’d avoid it. It’s bad ‘cause dad is going to kill me for it. Robyn carefully put away her ink and pushed the quill and parchment back to the Professor, “Sorry it’s longer than it should be… and we use our own ink because we’re left-handed and our ink doesn’t smear when we write. Hope that’s okay.” Robyn turned on her heel and picked up her messenger bag, she then left the classroom.

OOC: An everyday problem for left-handed me... oh and sorry it took so long.

"The ink is fine Miss. Singe," replied Aria. She took the parchment from both of the girls.

"Now, hopefully you two won't be late again, right?" she said, looking at them both sternly. "I wouldn't want to have to right your parents now right?"

"You can both go now. If you ever need to speak to me about anything, you are welcome in my office."

And with that she stood up and strode from the room.

{OOC: My best friend had the lefty problem. And I haven't been on in a while so I didn't realize it took long, it's fine :) }