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As Emille made his way along the pathway to the main building, he looked around slowly at the three buildings, the one directly ahead being the main building he'd surmised. But as he approached it, a male holding a kitten and a girl with bat wings stood in front of the entryway to the building. He didn't care about the male or the kitten which played with his bracelet, but the girl with the bat wings caused him to unconsciously step aside as if to take the long way around them instead of excusing himself between them to get to the door.

His blue-gray eyes glistened behind his goggles for a moment before he shuffled to the right until he'd bypassed the girl and looked around before placing his hand against the wall. A dull glow was the only thing to emit as his whole body began to slip through the firm material of the building slowly until he completely vanished to reappear on the interior of the building. His mind screaming at him to do a barrel roll to avoid the female who already looked more hostile than your average teen, he decided it best to keep on guard as he looked around quickly to assure himself that he hadn't been seen. Picking his bags up, he scurried to the reception desk and quietly awaited the male before him to finish his business so he could get this over with.

"Day one and I'm already avoiding them like the plague...oh well, the less interaction, the better...I don't need to surround myself with people to feel accepted."

"Thank you mamn." Reven replied taking his key and walking out towards the door. Through the glass doors Reven could see the bat winged girl, and the man with the kitten, along with a few girls. The closer he got the more he wanted to go around, but he remembered that he had good enough reflexes not to worry. Reven had reached the door and was completely calm as he walked passed the girl, then stopped for a moment and looked to his left and to his right. "Which to choose?" He muttered to him self, his suitcase now on the ground.

"I guess this way is the dorms." Reven answered his question incorrectly as he went to his right. He had never had an experience with a high school, so he easily got lost, usually it was easy for him to find where he needed to go, but something about new places was very difficult to navigate to him. It must be that the smells of people would get to him, and he would figure out the different smells, perspiration=gym, food=lunch room, mixed smells=dorms, but since nobody had been here before today, other than the builders, there was no way for him to know, the school seemed to have a lack of signs as well.

((You said that all our characters would be freshman right? You know most freshman are 14-15?))

As Saki got out of her mother's car, her mother yelled to her, "Bye, honey! Have fun! Be nice to the other kids," and kept yelling things like that as if Saki was a little girl.
"Mom, you're embarrassing me," Saki replied. "I'm in high school now. You can stop treating me like a kid."
Just then her mom started to cry, saying, "My little girl is all grown up."
Saki retrieved her suitcase and bookbag from the trunk. "Bye, mom," she said, getting a little annoyed.
"Don't forget to call," her mom yelled as she drove away.
"Finally." Saki sighed. She then started walking toward the main building.

Snapping her gum loudly, the young girl gave the floor another good kick to speed up the ratty skateboard she was on. Her short skirt, just border-lining the school’s dress code, swished out behind her; the black hem fluttering up slightly against the wind. Her hair was just tied up carelessly into two long pig tails.

“Watch out!” Charlie screamed at the student walking in front of her. To avoid crashing, she jerked her board roughly to the right. But she stumbled over her own footing and the board shot straight up…and into the open mouth of the garbage truck. Struggling up from her wobbly feet, Charlie glanced up and winced at the sight of the board being devoured.

“Man, you board’s wrecked,” the student commented. Charlie shrugged and hoisted her sling-bag over her shoulder and grabbed the dropped duffel.

“Lucky for me, it wasn’t my board anyways,” she replied with a grin as she ran up the steps to the school. She had found the board sticking out in someone's trash can. It wasn't too bad looking and it still worked fine, so she decided to take it. Besides, she needed a ride to school anyways...since unlike all the other students- she didn't have loving parents drive her up. Charlie approached the reddish-brown haired lady at the counter.

“Do you have a room with at least a few…convenient windows?” questioned Charlie with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She cocked her head at the male also at the counter and gave a bright smile.

"New here too mate?" Charlie chriped though wasn't really expecting a reply. She made quick conversations that did not necessary last. Her eyes scanned around the lobby...not exactly looking at the paintings but at the windows- noting them down for any future escapes routes...ahem...reference.

Taking his key, he suddenly heard a new person enter and found himself stumbling away from the desk and fidgeting lightly as he scrambled to pick up his suitcases and backed away from the desk quickly. "Um...uh...thanks." he said to the receptionist before moving away quickly and taking one more look back to make sure the lady at the desk wasn't looking as he moved to the wall he'd come through and sighed gently as he tried to go through the wall again. For a moment, instead of phasing through, he crashed into the wall with a weak 'ow' as he rubbed his nose with his sleeve to assure himself he wasn't bleeding before quickly stepping and vanishing through the wall.

As he came through and looked around, he noted a bit of a scene at the entryway and a new girl was apologizing as she got off of the boy who'd been holding the kitten earlier. He motioned to take a step to make sure everyone was alright, but he quickly took two steps back and half-ran towards the dorm building as he glanced back before he tripped and fell flat on his face. "Ow...."

It all happened so fast.
One minute he was holding a kitten in his hands and the next, a girl was sprawled ontop of him. It took the boy only a second to figure out what had happened.
Catching his breath as he shook the disorientation out of his head, Ryder stood up and mumbled, "It's quite alright, I mean, I usually like it when girls are on top of me... but this... was different." The young man gave the girl brushing the dirt off his clothes a joking grin. Catching her hands, he placed them to her sides and looked her over.
"Name's McMillan, Ryder McMillan."

Silivia had by now grown back to her usual demeanor, leaning against the wall with her arms folded just watching the scene fold out before her. As yet another boy (and her mind going to his muscles immediately; she believed he wasn't in bad shape. A perfect contestant to her little games!) came down, she noted his sort of semi-stare at the girl and chuclked.

"Not used to those who shift to other forms, eh? Ah, don't worry; you'll get used to it. It actually proves quite entertaining if you figure out how to work with the animal quirks." she said, her bat wings giving a sort of small whip of the wind as seh spoke, a normal stretching motion.

Kit wasn't sure what the guy was doing, or what he meant by his earlier comment (Silvia probalby had a better idea, but she was too busy talking to another at the moment), which probably wasn't a good thing. "Kiyoko Sakura." she answered in a general tone.

It was then when that reason to slip away for a moment came; with a loud WHUMP sound and a small note of pain, another person had fallen over (she must have started a trend....) face first into the ground. Taking this opportunity to both slip away from the sudden commotion and to help another victim of clumsiness, she went over to the boy and helped to lift him to his feet. Again, she was brushing off some of the dirt that probably got on him; it was probably her who distracted the boy in teh first place and therefore he fell out of shock. She sort of babbled on a bit as she checked to make sure he didn't break anything; now that her mind was ssort of back to normal, she was able to go full-on rambling.

"You ok? That looked painful; I fall all the time as well so I know it usualy depends on how you fall, but I didn't see hwo you fell. It's probably my fault, I'm sorry; I seem to be distracting people without realizing it today!

Hm, you look ok though. Anythhing broken? Scratched? Oh, you've got a tiny bump on your head there; that's no good! Or wait, is taht just shadow reflection? I can't tell....I like the goggles; oh good, they're not cracked." she went on, before standing on tiptoe to double check the face, trying to keep a couple feet's distance as not to scare him off (though probably a bit late now....), her ears sort of wiggling a bit as of normality;t hey rarely ever kept still as action went about. She was surprised the other one didn't run off either, especially after her falling on him (to which she didn't even know how she got there in the first place...).

Silvia refrianed from laughing again as her attention now went to Goggle boy, who had apparently tripped. "Mabye Goggle Boy should take OFF the goggles while walking..." she muttered to herself in slight chuckle, then shook her head at Kit.

Ah, such a flirt without realizing it! Actually, wait, more like one of those motherly characters....I dunno whether to be moved or disgusted... she thought to herself, but by that time Kit's ears had perked up at Silvias earlier sentence and she answered back.

"I heard that! Be nice will you?" Kit shot with a small eyebrowraise to her sister. "There's nothing wrong with tripping once in awhile, and I like the goggles." she added in a small definace and a matter-of-fact voice to her vampire sister, before turning back to the boy, looking a bit concerned.


"She nodded and gave the girl her room key, despite her not giving her last name; she just looked it up on database anyways; the pictures matched. "Here you go, Ms. Widdenstein .” she said, once again telling where the stairs were before looking towards the line. "Next."