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James flipped his hair out of his eyes as a small grimace formed on his lips. He stared up at the luxurious building with hatred. It was this place that his parents were sending him in order to deprive him of his freedom. what kind of parents did that to their children? He watched Raven's form walk away and was slightly relieved that she had not waited for him. For one thing, he didn't need the others here teasing him for having to be walked by his older sister. Secondly, he didn't want to have to put on a cheery face yet and try to make conversation. With his back facing away from the boat he walked head held high towards the tall stone structure. He would at least make the most of his predicament and try and meet new people. There was bound to be someone here he would enjoy talking to.
((Okay, I have a hockey game so this was done fairly quick. I didn't get him involved with anyone because of this. I'll be back later to post though.))
❝ Be not afraid of greatness:
Some are born great.
Some achieve greatness
and some have greatness
thrust upon 'em.❞
-Twelfth Night Act II Scene V