"what about me marco?" aspen asked, not calling him sir, she seriously doubted he was older than her, though she looks the same age as your general sophmore "why are you all fighting?" her demon side made her snarl and her fur bristle, but her angel side made her duck her head slightly in submission, knowing that he was in charge of the class even though she was almost positive she would win in a fight, but half of her hated fighting, and the other half.......took things too far.