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Veith felt his heart sink as he followed behind Kamil and Sethrian. He hoped for them to turn a corner and go to some odd direction, but they entered the English classroom. Veith didn't want to enter right away because that idiot Kamil would try to talk to him and Veith had enough of stupid for one day.

But there was nothing that could be done. They were stuck in the same class... again. It was annoying, but Veith couldn't do anything about it. He entered the classroom and tried to sneak to a corner in the room where Kamil would be least likely to notice him.

Sethrian shook his head slightly, as Kamil found yet another person to talk to (or harass--sometimes it was hard to tell which. Though, given Renivere's demeanor, it was doubtful she would consider it harassment).

Sethrian took a seat quietly and let the other boy go off on his own. Hopefully this would prove to another normal class--and not like first period.

((I may not be able to post for a while so if they're still doing the groups like the other class, you can just place Sethrian somewhere))

.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.

”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come

English. Ugh. Kasie crinkled her nose before entering the room. She wasn't looking forward to this. After all, she didn't exactly do too hot in this subject back at her old school. It was kind of sad since this was her one and only language and the least she could have done was perfected it, but nope, she simply failed at it. To her, proper grammar was just boring. As long as words were words, people should understand each other. There was no need to go so in depth with it. Then again, they were all excuses because she simply wasn't that great when it came to spelling.

Kasie was relieved to see Kamil and Sethrian in her class. Great! Now she had someone to suffer with. "Hey, Kamil. Hey, Sethrian. It's good to see you again even though I just saw you in my first period. Oh! And who are your new friends, Kamil?" She hovered to and fro between the two girls there, beaming a wide grin at them.

"Hi to you both! I'm Kasie. What are your names? How are classes been going for you? Well, class has been rather weird, but that was mainly in combat. Seriously, we had a pink fairy teach us how to fight. But! But! I did meet this very nice teacher who's on her way to have a baby. Oh, right, right. Back to the topic. How's your day been going?"

Kasie animatedly voiced, obviously more of a annoying chatterbox with members of the same sex.

(( I'll do Snyder soon. Maybe. ))

From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain

Severin Novaire

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((LOL. I forgot about the teacher. 8DDD))

Severin was clearly surprised with how much friendlier these batch of kids were. Asides from the one hiding in a corner, everyone was grouped together and chatting amongst themselves. It was almost creepy. What was that blue-haired kid anyways. He was practically running around chatting with every single being in the room. In fact, Severin wouldn't be surprised if he went and started talking to the wall.

There was a high elf in the class too. He was able to glimpse her sharp ears from under her golden hair. Oddly enough, she didn't seem to act as high and mighty as most high elves tried to make themselves to be. Then there was a dripping specter in the room who was already acquainted with two of the students. No one seemed surprised to see a dead floating person at all. It was... Just. Creepy. Then there was the human who didn't seem to mind the presence of the monsters too!

What baffled Severin the most was the boy that came in with the blue-haired boy. He seemed to be friends with him but their personalities contrasted so much. How were they friends at all!?

Never mind. It was none of Severin's business. Who these kids choose to be friends with was beyond him.

Astrid Ridell

Sethrian watched Kamil chatter with, well, everything in sight, with something that looked suspiciously like a teeny, tiny, wee, little smile. But then, it might not have been a smile.

It was sort of funny to see Kamil chattering away like a chipmunk on speed. But Sethrian couldn't quite quash a insidiously rancid (but thankfully very small) feeling of envy. People were drawn to Kamil--likely because he had the tendency to drag them all by the arms. But still, he was likeable and popular, and constantly surrounded by people. Unlike Sethrian, who had always struggled to fit in. Of course, it was impossible to be angry at Kamil simply for being likeable, and Seth knew he could never be like that. It wasn't in his nature.

But as entertaining as it was to watch, itw as also sort of painful.

Shaking his head, Sethrian pushed those thoughts out of his head and accepted the worksheet from the Professor. It felt strangely out of place to get something as mundane as a worksheet from a teacher in a school that had proved itself, already, to be anything but mundane. But Sethrian wasn't complaining. At least there wasn't a class discussion for Kamil to start sounding about manliness and ballgowns again. Because every time he did, Sethrian was sort of afraid he was going to say that Seth was the source of this information.

And then Seth would shrivel up and die of humiliation. Which was not the way he wanted to go, for sure.

Well, the grammar wasn't so hard. Veith was able to finish it quickly. He had to wonder why his sister couldn't become a ghost like that girl Kasie. What was so wrong with being a ghost asides from not being able to touch things or be touched? He was told that ghosts stayed behind because they didn't have any peace but it upset Veith to see that this girl was having the time of her life when she was already dead. It really irritated Veith a lot.

He turned away from the group of lively students to stare out the window, but later he went back to studying since he didn't want to think about his personal thoughts anymore.

((Stupid emo guy. =w="))






















Renivere finished her assignment quickly. She wasn't an idiot. She knew the English language perfectly. She just had issues remembering the right words at the right time. Grammar wasn't a problem at all since sitting and writing made English come to her easily. But when she had no paper to write on and do scratch work, Renivere had troubles. It was really frustrating.

Renivere couldn't help but feel at ease in this boisterous class. It was nice to see so many lively people. She glanced and saw a boy sitting alone, trying to read a book. Renivere slid back and walked over to him since he was all alone. Since Renivere couldn't blow all the clouds away with flowers, she materialized a single white daffodil.

"So studious. Admirable." Renivere remarked.

Astrid Ridell