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When Coralie had first asked her newly-dubbed 'Uncle Perry' what schools were in the area, there had really only been two options: Crystal Academy for Girls, and Meadowview High. There were several reasons that the pigtailed girl wanted to give Crystal as far a berth as possible, though all she had to do was wail over the cost of tuition to said school to silence any objection Perry might have had...though he had none as far as that! There was what seemed like a token protest due to the fact he was a teacher at said establishment, but Allie simply reminded him that they weren't blood relatives! It wasn't at all fishy!

So Coralie had enrolled herself in the local public high school, spent two weeks absorbing as much English as she could fit into her tiny little head, and had proudly donned the absolutely hideous clash of muddy red that was the Meadowview High uniform. There had been a fast and dirty internal debate about her hairstyle, but it had remained with only the addition of small cream bows at the base of each rabbit-shaped bun. She was the only one left in the entire world with this hairstyle, the only one who knew what it meant, and who it really belonged to. No, Allie wasn't about to callously abandon her hairstyle; especially not a day when she desperately needed some bit of normalcy.

Normalcy almost up and smacked her in the face at the fates' choice of mentor, however. The quick dinner with Ellie Spectre hadn't been forgotten, nor had the sizzle of spices on her poor abused tongue. Some burns never quite healed, and that was one of them! Ruby eyes had gone wide, then with a great effort, simply turned to shy curiosity in the desperate need to look as squeaky fresh as possible. "I am Coralie Williams. It is nice to meet you." It was too bad that her English was still almost painfully formal. Would Ellie recognize her? Remember Blanche?

It surprised Allie quite a bit to realize she hoped it would come up!

Girly wouldn't have been the insult to Coralie that it was for Ellie, in fact she would have welcomed it! The pearl bracelet that had been purchased as soon as the punch in her gut had faded from seeing it was laying lightly on the girl's wrist; the tiny gold moons in the same shape of her family's sigil were unmistakable. The bows were unarguably feminine, as was the large purse that was serving as her backpack for the day. 'Blanche' had had more than a few serviceable pieces in her belongings that Coralie was more than willing to reuse.

The short comment, however, had her holding back a rolling of eyes. At least there hadn't been any rabbit comments yet, and that was more than the teen could say for most of her life's experiences. The nickname bestowed upon her by Rubeus had haunted the princess throughout most experiences of meeting strangers. "Yes, it is because I am foreign. We are not so very lucky, like you! The pink I was born with." It made no sense, really, how a blond woman and a dark-haired man would produce a child with shockingly pink hair. Neo-Queen Serenity had always attributed it to 'moon magic'. As she got older, Chibiusa had assumed this meant she was adopted; untrue of course.

Taking Ellie's hand in a quick shake, the girl trotted to keep up with the senior's longer strides. It was damn inconvenient, being short and fifteen again! Blanche hadn't had to trot and keep up with Ellie, but Allie had to. Some people had all the luck, didn't they? That thought brought a rather wry smile to Allie's lips as she looked up and asked her question. "It is not a good school?" That was curious. Perry worked here, and didn't seem to treat it like a punishment or a prison. No, that was the Hillworth school across town. So what was wrong with Meadowview? Apparently, some nuances of humor were yet lost on this girl!

Having absolutely zero idea what a turd was or why she might have one in her pocket, Allie simply stuck hands in hers and felt nothing but the cell phone that was still programmed in Japanese. No, that could not be a turd, it was a cell phone and she knew it. Damn this English, and all its odd words! Thankfully she'd met Ellie before and could keep up with that odd speech pattern as well, or poor Coralie would have been horribly lost beyond all hope of rescue. Apparently there was someone out there looking out for poor Coralie Williams...finally.

"I like to cook, because I like to eat. I ah, run a lot? Video games are my very best though. I spent a lot of time playing with those." Not as much as she'd like anymore, as it was very hard to explain to Perry why she needed a tv in her room, and she couldn't really just go out and buy one. He was her guardian now, so he made the rules. Sure, she could have circumnavigated him with ease being that she snuck out the window every night to patrol and could easily do that with a television, but it just felt wrong. Sneaking out to help protect Destiny City was noble. Sneaking a tv in to feed her hobbies was absolutely not.

"Do you play them? I admit it is not easy a lot because they are all in English, but I do have a few in Japanese still!" The anti-learning attitude was something that Allie actually understood well. After all, Usagi had rather been the poster-child for it! Thankfully, this was one place where the daughter of the Moon Princess took from her father instead. Chibiusa had always been concerned with keeping up with her studies, even voluntarily hopping into more complex things to keep her mind honed and occupied. It was one reason she'd picked up English so quickly, though the language was lost in the 30th century.

Well, if anything, Allie was going to walk out of Meadowview with an accurate student representation of the place. It wasn't like those sometimes scary achievers who tried to sell the idea that school was the utopian nirvana of the teenager experience, she knew better. It was certainly a social and learning tool, but it wasn't something that was really carried by the establishment itself. After all, for most of her life, Tsukino Chiba Usagi had been home schooled!

At mention of a nickname, there was an easy smile as she passed through the held door with a quick thanks. "Allie for short." It was really the name of a small street, between places, but it was something that Chibiusa had felt was good for her. She was small and between places, certainly! "What is Home Ec?" The home caused no issues in her syntax, but the Ec part was new and not at all familiar to the poor foreign kid. "Plus I like fantasy games. Princesses, knights, saving the day. Final Fantasy?" They'd been pushing the advertisements for the newest, and Blanche had rocketed through it in record time.

Then, she'd started at the beginning, gobbling up as much as she could. Currently she was wading through the land of Midgar, with poor Aerith taking a sword through the back from the evil Sephiroth. Really, who came up with those names?! Pulling herself from the brief reverie, the pink-haired girl desperately tried to make sense of where they were going. Finding the Science and English departments would be easy, she'd spent some time there. But not all of her classes were in those areas of the building, and the poor girl had a feeling she'd quickly be lost in the twists and turns.

Passing through this one, Allie did roll her eyes now. "Yes, but you have people to show the things to. I do not! It is not very easy to meet the people when you do not talk like they do." Teenagers had the most baffling, confusing, mixed-up, and parsed English that she'd heard of her time in America. Sure, Ray had done the best he could to teach her the ins and outs of slang and there were a few things that she'd picked up in her little learning outings. But how did you respond to someone who, instead of just laughing at a joke, said things like "lawl" or "ohemgee" when there was a problem?

Ellie, for all her strange accent, was not one of these people and Allie was quite thankful for such a thing! "I like to do art. Do you like art? I took an art class a long time ago, and Michiru-san helped me..." Pausing in her rambles, the pink-haired rabbit sighed. "Sorry. Michiru. I forget that you do not use those things here. But she was help so that I could paint. I am not good with clay still." Remembering the chalice she had tried to make for Helios brought a bit of a smile to the little teen's face.

"What class is your favorite, Ellie?" It felt somewhat unnatural to address an upperclassman without any sort of honorific or title to denote their difference in status, but that was the way of things in America. If there was any formality at all, they tended to trip over it and fall face-first into the strange landscape of it.

That brought several blinks to Allie's face, the idea that she could make friends without understanding a word that they said. Was she actually going to be able to get around with the strange miming that serviced for her everyday conversation at times? That was an exhilarating thought, and for a moment, Coralie could have hugged her strange-speaking mentor. "Michiru, yes! She ah...was a friend of my mama. You would like Haruka. She had fast cars and a..ah..this?" Hands mimed gunning the throttle of a bike, that universal twisting motion that represented motorcycle.

"I got to ride it when I was little, but my family did not think it was very safe then." Haruka was gone too, and unlike her fighting style, she had not imparted any of her vehicular knowledge on the small princess. "I like art. I like to paint, and to eat. I really like to eat." That was said without even a hint of bashfulness, a wide grin on her face.

Thinking it was a good idea to maybe start making friends here, Allie stopped and looked around. "Can you show me the Auto Shop? I would like to see what you do. I can find things if I need them here now." It was a bit of a lie, but walking around like this marked her plainly as a newcomer, something the bunned teenager wanted to avoid at all costs.

Looking at the picture, Allie was more than a little surprised. A rainbow? Rainbows were the last things that the freshman would have expected Ellie Spectre to like! At least it was on what looked to be a rather impressive motorcycle; that at least made sense to her. "Haruka was famous at home. She was very fast, very good, but I do not think she did all the work? You win there." A smile was flashed, black sneakers smacking lightly as she tried to keep up with Ellie's purposeful strides.

It was always good to try and flatter your way into friendship!

Holding the picture back, a shrewd look passed Allie's face. There wasn't really anyone to tell her it was too dangerous now, was there? Perry didn't seem like he would be the type to object to a motorcycle, no sir! "Maybe you can show me the real one? I would like to see!" Coralie wanted to see everything!