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 Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 11:32 pm
 ★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota sat in his seat laying back with his eyes closed waiting for class to begin when he heard someone sit beside him. He was pretty sure it was his partner, Kohana. He and Kohana, had made a quick partnership between Meister and Weapon. It fired off pretty quick but yet it seemed to work so well... it was a bit scary really how different they were but at the same time how compatible they were too. When he opened his eyes he looked over, still leaning back, it was the girl, the girl with th black hair that had no partner when the Kishin, or teacher, attacked and destroyed the whole cafeteria... Now all of the students had to get their food out in the school ground by a bbq until the cafeteria was fixed... Why would a teacher go to those lengths....
When the girl spoke with such enthusiasm he looked at her his arm with the cast drooping down to the side of the chair and his other arm was resting on his stomach. He waved his hand at her like to say in a matter 'Ahhh, it was nothing' to when she said thank you. "Don't worry bout it" he listened to her, hearing her name and he thought for a second... Hikari.... hmmmm.... "My names Giota Sickek, nice ta meet yah..." he said as he began to turn and look around for his partner, he could feel she was close, he looked over seeing her two rows behind him staring at him and Hikari. He wondered why his partner wouldn't sit beside him... He sighed and looked at Hikari when she mentioned his cast. He looked at it, lifting up his hand looking at the cast "During the incident in the Cafeteria, when the roof was collapsing, I got a blow to the head and also to my arm... the Nurse said it was a minor fracture... but no biggy..." he shrugged and looked at her "Were you injured during that whole fiasco?" He then looked around seeing a couple of guys one (Loki) who seemed to be scoping out the the crowd. Giota looked up at him and gave him a small glare and then returned his look to Hikari.
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Total Points in TWC :: 39
Word Count :: 376
Total Word Count ::3961
Partner :: Kohana Remy
Theme :: N/A
OoC :: [[]]
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:14 am
 The world has no limitations on strength but..
********************************************************** "Shoot shoot shoot I completely forgot about class!" Galland shot down the hall , dodging students and teachers alike. He didn't even know how he forgot, Autumn had bugged he about it all day yesterday. "I wonder if she's mad..." Galland thought he could get in a quick training session but it ended up taking longer then expected. He ran into the class and quickly began panting. He looked up and saw Autumn here already. Galland slowly walked over to her and placed his hand softly on her head. "Sorry I'm late , training ran late heh..." He sat down in the nearest desk and looked around at his classmates.
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The way to true strength...
Might go through madness...
Word Count: 582
Level Word Count:2023
Total Word Count: 2023
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:34 am
 Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Blinking, Autumn saw that her partner had made it to the classroom at last. "I told you..." She had told her partner repeatedly about classes, but with the way he came into class, it seemed that he had forgotten. It shouldn't be something to think about too much. Besides, it was only one time, but maybe there would be other times where he would be running late. "Well, at least you made it." Autumn says to him. Class hadn't started yet, so technically, he wasn't late. Although, it did annoy her that he hadn't gotten to class earlier. After all the times that she had pestered him about it... OOC: eh... should have PMed you about my post. sorry...
Word Count: 109
Level Word Count: 109
Total Word Count: 3997
Current Partner: Galland Ryuusai
Weapon Form: Two-handed Sword
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 8:34 am
████ ▌x ▹ x 失われた記憶が呼び覚ました, 物語永遠のその終わりxxxxxxxxxxxx ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬xxxxxx i awaken lost memories, and that’s the end of the eternal story
As more and more students came, Loki leaned on the back of his chair, eyeing Giota's glare. He would instantly respond with a cocky smirk. Before the black haired male looked back at Hikari, Loki would playfully stick out his tongue and, he too, would look away. A yawn escaped from the meister, "Duì bu qǐ," he would mumble under his breath. Hey, the teacher wasn't here, so why not get out of the loud classroom for a little break? Well, you can't expect it not to be loud if you sit in the middle of the room. In a calm manner, the meister would grab his messenger bag and sling it over his shoulder. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he would make his way down the rows to the door. With not a word, but a chuckle, he would leave with his hands in his pockets.
[/exit] Souls Sliced: 000,000,151 (Word Count) (01) (Point Count)Total Soul Count: 000,001,634 (Overall Word Count) (16) (Total Point Count)Special Thanks to:
Plane Between Planes
I3ambi
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:49 pm
The world has no limitations on strength but..
********************************************************** "Well since class hasn't started yet lets go and me some of our future comrade, shall we?" Galland stood up and looked at some of the people trying to pick out who he thought would be interesting. As he was looking he noticed one of the boys leave, "Hmm looks interesting..." Galland then shifted his eyes to Hikari and Giota, the two of them were chatting but he had hoped they wouldn't mind if him and Autumn joined in. He pulled Autumn over to them and looked down immediately "Whoa lemme guess your arm got messed up with the teachers yesterday?!" Galland was surprised, he didn't even got to the nurse but ever since yesterday his bottom left rib had been hurting but he didn't complain about it. He took some medication and tried to sleep it off but that didn't work. He laughed a little, "Oh yeah almost forgot, hey I'm Galland nice tah meet cha!" Galland sometimes would forget to introduce himself and would usually get in trouble for it.
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The way to true strength...
Might go through madness...
Word Count: 582
Level Word Count:2023
Total Word Count: 2023
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 5:32 pm
【 ♣】【 Mateus Jordi Albera 】【 Meister 】【 Newbie 】【 Looking for Partner 】【 ♦】  ⇪【Future’s on the roll of a dice,】【♥】XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Whatever weaknesses Mat had Academically, it was made up with perseverance and a stupidly good
head for heights. Not to mention the ability to find a certain room, from outside a building. What
good does it do him? The audience might ask… Well, nothing more than help him find an alternate
entrance or exit, from the classroom. Something that may prove to come in handy. It was a challenge
he couldn’t deny himself. Better yet, it gave him the opportunity to observe the other students. Some of
which seemed partnered up already, whilst others sought out company or solitude. Either way, they
seemed intelligent in the way most kids were. With their ability to cast a mere glance at the blackboard,
he paused to ponder its meaning. Too fancy… He cursed, shifting his weight to scratch his chin.
“The teacher better be able to talk all normal…and not in a way that needs some dictionary...” Mat
grumbled, pressing his head to the cool glass, Not that I own one… With a snort shortly followed
by a shrug, he decided his mission was a success. The height of the classroom itself, not too bad if one
didn’t look down too often. Either way, he could hardly attend the lesson if he remained perched on the
window ledge. So with one final glance at the students within, Mat slowly started to pry the window open.
Never one for making a scene, he considered himself good enough to get into the classroom without
attracting any attention. But even then, he made the transfer from out to in briskly, whilst taking his
time to close the window behind him. In most cases, the others seemed distracted enough in their
conversations not to notice another new face. Despite his shoes hanging curiously about his neck and
not on his bare feet. But other than that, he was pretty much nondescript. With his scruffy brown hair,
T-shirt and knee length shorts. Plain in style and colour, his shirt had some foreign logo, and his
trousers some dusty patches about the knees. Either way his pride and joy were the Converse trainers
about his neck. Black and white, he’d carefully made sure both were clean, whilst his messenger bag
received a half hearted pat. Satisfied, Mat ducked behind the last row of desks to pull them on, before
popping back up again to observe others within classroom.
With an expression that betrayed his amusement and some satisfaction, he slid into the row before last,
a yawn breaking off his observations. Pretty normal…pretty harmless… Shortly after, he slung
off his bag, before slumping forward to rest his chin on folded arms. Drooping eyelids never quite
closing, Mat felt as calm as one could be in a room full of strangers.
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX【♠】【For he’s a jolly good felon.】⇪  【★ ☆ ☆】
【Partner: N/A 】
【Word Count: 462 】
【Level Word Count: 1606 (10) 】
【Total Word Count: 1606 】
【Kishin Eggs Faced (#) 】
【Madness Level: 0% 】
【OOC: Class will begin tomorrow. :3 】
【♣】【♦】【♠】【♥】
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 9:06 pm
████ ▌x ▹ x 失われた記憶が呼び覚ました, 物語永遠のその終わりxxxxxxxxxxxx ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬xxxxxx i awaken lost memories, and that’s the end of the eternal story
From the restroom, the brunet would return. Under his widened eyes were deep, gray lines. Hands covered his ears, his legs shaking with every step. Either his business didn't go his way or his innocence was broken. He returned to his seat before he'd be late, flopping into the chair and dropping his bag. "D-Don't go in there.." he would mutter under his breath. He took off his glasses, letting his eyes rest from the monstrosity he had experienced. Sorin lifted his bag onto the table, using it as a pillow. There he was, in the center of the class of rookies. Right there. In the middle. Each and everyone's voices rang in his ear like an annoying alarm clock.
Souls Sliced: 000,000,120 (Word Count) (01) (Point Count)Total Soul Count: 000,002,282 (Overall Word Count) (22) (Total Point Count)Special Thanks to:
Plane Between Planes
I3ambi
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 12:06 am
...Hikari❅Lilica.. | Weapon | Immature | Newbie |╔═════════════════ ═ ═ ═ ═ ☆ As Above ☆
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"Hehe, yoroshiku~!" she said as Giota introduced himself. When he asked if she got injured during yesterday's events, she simply waved a hand and shook her head. "Nope~! Not at all! At least, nothing serious according to the nurse." In truth, her upper arm is still bandaged under her sleeve, but it was just a precaution. No serious harm, really. She had noticed he was looking at a classmate [Loki] down at the front earlier. When Hikari decided to sneak-a-peak at this guy, Giota had already looked away from him and Hikari caught that classmate [Loki] sticking out his tongue. She tried hard not to laugh nor to smile.
Just as she was able to calm down, Giota's partner entered the classroom, and Hikari mouthed a quick "ossu" (morning!) to her. When she sat away from her partner, Hikari had to wonder. When she looked a bit closer (from the corner of her eyes, cause she didn't want to be obvious that she was looking), she recognized that little spark in her eyes. About what, she had no idea. All the same, Hikari gave a brief look at her [Kohana] as if asking her to join them. Hope she got the message. After all, they are partners, she and Giota. They should at least try to be together as much as possible... ne? Or no? Whichever. That's what she believes, anyways. But who is she [Hikari] that she should mind other people's business... who knows! Mostly nobody, haha. She just does what she likes, when she likes (most of the time) to the point of sometimes annoying others. Ah well, she's she, they're they. Individualism. And that's just how she is... wait, what?
Hikari returned her focus to Giota when a guy suddenly came up to them. He quickly made a remark on Giota's cast and introduced himself right after. "Y-yo..." Hikari managed to say for she was having her spacing-out-syndrome again until he came. Thank you for bringing me back to earth, haha! she thought gratefully. Clearing her throat, she turned towards Galland and his partner. "Hikari desu~ Nice to meet ya, too!" she said, holding her right hand a little up the desk.
Hikari side-glanced at the guy who entered through the window. Try as he might to stay low, entering through the window barefooted with your shoes around your neck plainly says-- no, shouts, screams: "Here I am!" She continued to stare at him in amusement for three seconds more before returning her attention back to the people in front of her, a small smile working its way up on her face.║
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☆ So Below ☆ ═ ═ ═ ═ ═════════════════╝ ♪☾Partner: N/A☽♪
♪☾Post Word Count: 435☽♪
♪☾Points Earned: 2☽♪
♪☾Total Word Count: 3855☽♪
♪☾Total Points Earned: 25☽♪
♪☾OOC: BLARG! >D☽♪
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 1:21 pm
   ____________________________________ After a few moments of blowing off steam towards Hamilia, He turned his head away from her and plopped back down in his chair, kicking off from the desk in front of him so that his chair again leaned back on its two back legs so that Gazille could lean against the wall behind him.
"Whatever..."
It was obvious he was still irritated to a degree but he tried not to show it. He began to slowly scan the room with his eyes as he noticed that it slowly began to fill up with people. Gazille was a bit introverted and really hated being in large groups of people but in this case there was really no way of getting around it so he might as well just deal with it for the time being until he could get away and start his training regiment.____________________________________ Don't irritate me...
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 2:03 pm
Kit had secluded herself to the very back row, not comfortable enough to sit near others just yet. She hummed softly as she sat there. She pulled out her music playing and placed on ear piece in before she pulled out her sketchbook. She figured since the teacher wasn’t there yet, she wouldn’t get caught doodling during class. She smiled softly as she doodled the school and what she had seen so far. She jumped and gasped softly when she saw the boy climb in from the window and sit in the back. She averted her soft eyes and looked back at her drawing, not wanting to draw attention to herself. She noticed some sort of disagreement but brushed it out of her thoughts. She let her mind try to concentrate on her art. Word count: 136
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 2:58 pm
 ____________________Hamilia "Hammie" Porkins
This time, it was her turn to stand up. Cool palms pushed Hamilia up, picked up her bag, slid in her chair, and walked to a new seat. Then finally, she sat down into her somewhat desired seat. She contemplated over her surroundings, wondering if the scenery was at least nice while she could afford the luxury to daydream. Even so, her frustration with her Partner would not just magically disappear as easily as she would will it for to happen. Crossing her arms, she leaned her chair back, bored and continued to lack doing much else. From her pencil pouch, she took out her favorite pig-shaped pencil sharpener and a pencil to sharpen. It was a plain old pencil, but it was the sharpener that had the actual purpose in her eyes. Her wrist continued to flick and twist back and forth, skinning the poor pencil under her imaginary daydream. Not even a minute has skipped the clock when the sharpener was bloated with wooden shavings.
And in her hand was a short but prominently sharp pencil, ready to dig through anything it was meant to serve for. Before Hamilia would dream of it, a soft scritching noise came from behind her. She turned around, causing her even locks to fly over her shoulders. Obsidian irises steadily ran around the paper of it's contents. Then, to the hands and stencil that drew them with ease it seemed. Hamilia's eyes then raised themselves to settle upon the frame of the girl who was occupied. Suddenly, her numb expression disappeared. An elbow planted itself by the edge of the girl's desk with Hamilia's lax head settling upon it. "Will you be adding people to it soon?" She asked with a faint smile.Total Points: 17 + 4 = 21
Current Rank: Newbie
Word Count This Post: 403
Total Word Count: 6178 + 403
Points Gained This Post: 4
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2011 5:12 pm
Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn shook her head at Galland's actions. Why he did that was beyond her knowledge, but maybe that was just how he acted. As he pulled her towards the pair, she nodded at them, trying to be respectful. "Ah... I'm Autumn Clarke. Nice to meet you!" She smiled softly. Having a bad impression was something most people would worry about. That was what Autumn was worried about now. Although, with Galland around, maybe she wouldn't do bad. That is of course, if he doesn't screw up. OOC:
Word Count: 86
Level Word Count: 86
Total Word Count: 4083
Current Partner: Galland Ryuusai
Weapon Form: Two-handed Sword
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 2:20 pm
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Symbolism and tradition, neither of which have fared well with the on going years. Even the apple is
now seen as some common fruit. Or worse yet as some overpriced piece of technology. A saddening
fact, when such a little fruit used to mean so much more. From the fruit of the tree of knowledge, it was
once seen as a symbol of teaching and health. An apple a day, keeps the doctor away, or so people
said. Not to mention the old tradition of gifting a teacher an apple, in the hopes of good grades and
starting the year off well.
Though in truth such thoughts were whimsical considering the type of school he taught in. Let alone the
simple fact that most of his students came from different backgrounds, with their own array of
traditions and cultures. But even then, I like to have one perched on my desk. Rupert mused,
pulling out his handkerchief to give the apple a brisk polish. Its hue a deep russet, was a stark contrast
to the dark navy of his overcoat, (edged with silver embroidery and buttons). Lying open it exposed a
long waist coat consisting of black satin (with a simple leaf design), over a simple pure white shirt. At
his neck was a plain white cravat decorated with a silver pin of the shinigmi skull mask. His breeches
were black and tightly fitting, partially covered by black knee high riding boots. Formal but functional,
was a good way to describe his attire. Whilst his hands though usually gloved, were bare today.
Despite looking like he belonged in some Georgian play, for most his unusual dress sense was nothing
new. So much so he had little trouble in approaching and leaning over a pair of older students. Both of
which were so engrossed in their conversation, that when he addressed them they gave a pleasing jump.
“You have five seconds to…” But before he could finish neither could be seen, and the corridor was
empty. Satisfied that there’d be no more distractions, Rupert made his last approach to Classroom One.
…
Brushing open the door, pale blue eyes paused to scan the gathered students before him. Tallying up
their numbers, he silently approached the blackboard to wipe off his earlier message. Upon of which he
wrote, Death Scythe Rupert A. Kingsley, in his neat and flowing script. Before turning to his desk
where upon he set his gleaming apple. “May I be the first to welcome you all…” He faced the students,
his expression softening into some semblance of a smile. “To the Death Weapon Meister Academy,
also known as Shibusen.” Rupert announced, resting his hand upon the class register. “My name is
Rupert A. Kingsley, though here within Shibusen I’m more formally known as Death Scythe…”
As he spoke, Rupert spotted some familiar faces and noted those who were absent. With a slight frown
he made a note to check the Dispensary when the class ended. “…This class here will be your Home
Room, or Registration class, It is here I will record your attendance and educate you in what can only
be classed as General Studies.” He clasped his hands behind his back. “From Meisters, Weapons and
Death Scythes, to Kishin Eggs and Witches, all of which will be explained and covered in this class.
Whereas Soul Studies and Weapon Studies will be covered in your other teachers.” Rupert explained.
“Also at a later date, we will give you permission to sign up for Missions. Whereupon you will put all
your knowledge an training into practice. But please note…” He paused to glance at them all. “If you
wish to reach graduation…then I recommend you learn what is taught to you both here, and by your
other teachers.” Rupert added seriously. “For we may teach you…” He smiled to take off the bite of his
words. “But its up to you, as to how you apply that knowledge.”
Pausing to glance at the clock, he turned back to the class. “Concerning my delayed arrival, a key rule
of this school is that all sparring between students - in other words two pairs of partners - have to be
overseen by a teacher. Whilst sparring between a Weapon and Meister, is classed as training, therefore
it doesn’t require supervision.” He explained levelly. “In the future I will invite you all to also watch, if
you so wish.” Rupert added on a lighter note. “So…to make the most of this lesson, I want you to
firstly get into groups of at least three or four. Within which I’d like you all to introduce
yourselves…name, rank, partner nationality etc.” He held up his hand to halt any movement. “So
please aim to go in groups with people you don’t know,” Rupert added as an after thought. “I’d also
like the groups to come up with a suitable name for this Homeroom class, so please each group elect a
spokesperson. Also if you have time in the next half an hour, come up with a suitable definition for
what kind of school you think Shibusen is.” He added finally before stepping back to observe and
oversee his students.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 6:53 pm
★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota looked up at the Loki boy as he stuck his tongue out at him. Giota's eyes narrowed onto his target remembering his face. Then he looked away as he saw what seemed to bee a partnership of a weapon and meister run over to where they are. He looked at the boy as he mention his arm, he looked at him then looked to the side, not trying to make a big deal exaclty. He knew what he was about to say would make some questions be asked but, what the hell. "Yeah, the teacher crushed my arm with a stone after the cafeteria collapsed on me..." He said acting as if it was nothing. It seemed as if he did not understand the importance of the matter. "Im Giota" he said looking at Galland then looked over as a boy crawled through the window, Giota looked at him then blankly turned.
He nodded to Hikari "Then mission successful for me and Kohana" He said remembering they said they wouldn't let her get hurt and she really didn't. Giota yawned as the teacher finally came in, he looked at Autumn and nodded to her "Was a pleasure to meet you too" saying it to her 'Nice to meet you' He looked up at the front as the teacher began to speak, he looked at his name, it seemed so english. Giota really hated school, he came to this school so he could have fun and experience something new, if all he was gonna experience was a lecture Giota would quickly get bored and you could tell his noticing of the teacher was quickly disappearing as his staring at the teacher changed to leaning in his chair then laying back, then closing his eyes then plopping into his desk and resting "Ugggghhh..." When the teacher stepped back he snapped out of his zoning out and sat up looking a Galland then Hikari "What are we doing?"
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Total Points in TWC :: 42
Word Count :: 337
Total Word Count ::4298
Partner :: Kohana Remy
Theme :: N/A
OoC :: [[Sorry for such a late post everyone!]]
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 9:22 pm
  Kit had been lost in her own mind, concentrating on her details as she sketched. It always calmed her when she drew, and man did she need it. This place was so new and a bit scary. She hated to admit it, but this place made her nervous. Her soft eyes scanned her page, noises from around her soon faded away. It wasn’t until the girl leant against her desk and spoke did she snap out of her spacey state. She gasped softly and jumped a bit, flushing softly. She usually didn’t let anyone see her drawings, but the girl did already. She averted her gaze for a couple seconds, not sure how to answer. “Um… maybe. I haven’t decided yet. Nor have I met many people yet “ her voice was thick from her british roots.
Soon the teacher made his appearance, making her settle slightly. She grew quiet as she listened intently to his words, wondering what all she would be learning here. She let out a soft sigh, a bit homesick. It was to dry here, she missed the soft patter of the daily rain. That thought made her glance towards the window, thinking back to all those times she had to run home in the rain. Soon something caught her attention, the teacher snapped her back to reality. I… have to talk with a group? Oh great… Can’t I just be alone? She grumbled to herself. She wondered who would she be stuck with, or maybe she would get lucky and no one would remember her so she could be alone.
It was then she let her eyes wonder around the classroom, taking in the faces of her classmates. She wondered which they were, this whole thing was still so new to her. Wonder if I will make any friends? She worried a bit. Last her gaze fell on the lad that had entered through the window, wondering why he hadn’t just used the door like everyone else. She shook her head a bit before looking away again, not wanting to be caught staring. This place sure is interesting… and a lot different from London. She mused to herself, as she focused back on the teacher. Word count: 372
Total word count:722
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