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Lotti opened the door with a free hand and clambered over to a chair towards the center of the room. She set down all her things and situated herself comfortably.
D'aron shortly after walked in and sat down on a chair.
Her tilted head suggested Lotti was unsure of why D'aron didn't just walk in with her...or sit with her. She bit her lip, wondering if she had come off as too...what? Lotti couldn't think of anything she had done wrong in their conversation moments before, and her mouth opened, "I guess we are seeing one another around."
D'aron grinned as he turned towards her. "Was just waiting to see your response..." He did a quick movement with his right hand, as if grabbing something then smiled as if nothing had happened. "Sorry about that.. And yeah, we seem to share at least this class together... I wonder of how many of the other people that I saw today that we're going to share class with... Oh well, only have to wait and see now don't we?"
"Yes, we will." Lotti smiled, wondering if maybe Jayne would be there, for she doubted May would.
D'aron rested his cheek against his hand which he held like a loose fist. "Wonder how our teacher is going to be..."
Jayne rounded the corner and sailed past the orange-haired girl just as the bell rang, signalling the five-minute warning for the beginning of class. She gritted her teeth and ran into the counselor's office, hoping the meeting wouldn't take long.
Derek wandered in to the class, feeling much relieved. He thought that somehow the cafeteria had augmented his abilities; he was doing much better at resisting now. Why, just a few moments ago, he had managed to hide behind a corner when he noted a girl dropping her things. If that wasn't improvement, he didn't know what was. Much pleased, Derek dropped into a seat.
Lorenzo entered rather later. He had almost missed the bell, having been experimenting with getting the Blinkings to stick around, or not be reptilian anymore. They had been stubborn and refused to so much as show up.
His mood brightened when he saw D'aron, who he remembered from the library. He moved over next to the other boy. "May I sit here?" He inquired.
D'aron nodded. "I ain't waiting for anyone in particular... But it would be nice with a familiar face, such as yours."
Kita looked after the asian girl who walked past so quickly. She had seemed interestnig. She shrugged and followed the general stream of children into the classroom. "Hello!" she said loudly to no one in particular, hoping someone might answer.
D'aron grinned and waved to Kita, not really knowing who it was. "Hello!"
Relieved, Kita beamed back. She walked over and plopped down in the seat at his other side. She leaned over to include Lorenzo. "I'm Kita, I color things. What about you?" she asked quite normaly.
D'aron grinned. "I'm D'aron, I make things float."
May hung back in the cafeteria awhile, finishing the last crumbs of her potato chips. She was actually waiting. Waiting to see what would happen.
Since everybody else seems to have a cool "power", maybe mine isn't so bad. Maybe I'm seeing the future or something! she thought, completely forgetting how scary the faces were. She sat there thinking, almost not noticing the slight shift in the air in front of her. She sat up quickly.
Okay, here it comes. Don't scream, don't -- before she could finish that thought, the face appeared. It was an ugly face, to be sure. She was sure that it had been beautiful once, but now all she saw was hideous features contorted into so much pain, such agony, that she couldn't stop herself. She squeezed her eyes shut and fell on the floor. Her head was throbbing, and then, something new happened. The face seemed to be talking to her.
Inside her head. She couldn't escape it. It was speaking in a foreign toungue, but then, it wasn't exactly speaking. It was more...screami
ng. May let a scream escape her lips. A long, terrified scream that seemed to last forever.
Lorenzo waved at Kita. "I'm Lorenzo, I, um - I guess I summon things. They don't stick around, though, and they're generally reptilian." He tried to make one appear on a local flat surface, but the Blinkings were ignoring him.
"You color things?" He added. "Like, one color, or all sorts? Can you control the patterns? Do they stay?"
Lotti leaned forward to speak in D'aron's ear. "And you're not going to introduce me to your friends?" She looked interested in both Kita and Lorenzo. "And can it be anything?" She added onto Lorenzo's barrage of questions towards Kita.
D'aron grinned. "Lotti? Meet Lorenzo and Kita, Kita? Lorenzo? Meet Lotti." He held a hand out towards each person as he mentioned them.
George opened the classroom door a crack and looked inside. "This seems like the right one... but what would I know? It's not like I've been here before." He enters the room and slumps into an available desk.
Lotti waved at her two new acquaintances. "Lorenzo...Kita." She nodded her head to each, committing it to memory. However, her eyes were caught by a new comer (oh, and how could she resist?) Lotti crawled up and over the group that had gravitated around D'aron and sat next to the boy whom had just sat down. "Hi...I'm Lotti." She smiled cheerfully and held out her hand. This is fun... she felt at ease with other "talented" kids her age.
George gave a slight smile as he shook Lotti's hand. "I'm George." He was relieved that someone else had initiated the conversation.
"And what brings you here?" She laughed and rolled her eyes, "Not the class, I'm sure it's a required course so, that's why you're HERE, but I mean HERE as in the school." She paused, still smiling, "Am I talking too fast? I tend to do that."
May sat on the floor awhile, not daring to open her eyes.
"Someone's talkative," George thought to himself. "I can hear people's thoughts... sometimes." He brushed his hair out of his eyes. "And you? Is it your quick tongue that brings you to this academy?"
Kita grinned at Lotti. "Isn't that just a girl thing?" she giggled. "My uncle always complains about it...but he's just stodgy." she turned to Lorenzo. "I do whatever! First I though I just suddenly found my artistic streak, but then I did this." She reached up andtugged on her hair, which changed rapidly. Pink, gold, striped, spotted...she finally settled on checkered. "I can do yours too..." she offered, "But it only lasts as long as I'm in contact with you."
"Ahem." A tense voice called from the front of the room. A brown-skinned woman stood, glaring down at them with dark brown eyes, her hair pulled back into a bun. "The bell to signal the start of class rang quite a long time ago," the woman said, walking across the room, her shoes tapping out a sort of strict rhythme. "Welcome to your required elective, 'Principles of Magic,'" the woman said, picking up a piece of chalk and turning her back on the class. "My name is Ms. Talnez. You may call me Ms. Talnez." She suddenly whirled around, her name written on the board in neat, slightly slanted writing. "Pair up."
Pair up? Pair up? Derek squirmed. Not only had he not met anyone at this school yet, which was awkward, but he really, really didn't want anyone to find out what sort of magic he had. No. No way in seven worlds was that little detail going to slip. He would pretend he had something cool, like - like - well, he'd be cool and mysterious about that for now. He looked around to see if there were anyone around who might be fooled by his dodginess regarding the subject of this class.
D'aron looked around. "Wonder who it'll be.. First day and already so many... Well I suppose I can call them friends."
May jumped up. Omigosh! she thought. I'm supposed to be in my class! She ran out of the cafeteria doors to her next class.
Jayne opened the door to class and tried to sneak in, undetected. She recognized a lot of people but knew they wouldn't even know who she was, so she avoided eye contact. "Here," she whispered to Ms. Talnez, handing her a 'excused' slip from the office and trying to be quieter than the buzz that had built up in the class about the partners. "Sorry I'm late."
Ms. Talnez nodded. She had just finished role, even though she didn't know any of the students and hadn't called out any names for the routine 'present!' call. "Just find a partner and sit down," she said. Jayne slunk into an empty desk, next to George. Jayne recognized him from the library.
May opened the door and slunk in, she almost made it when -- DRAT! The teacher looked at her and raised her eyebrow.
"Don't worry," Kita whispered scooting over to Derek with a friendly smile while the teacher was distracted by the late students. "I'll be your partner." she provided, misinterpreting his nervousness.
"I can see the future." Lotti said quietly to George. "I guess the talking's an added bonus." She smiled, fully aware of the fact that she was rather chatty. "We can be partners." Lotti's eye dodged away quickly, self consciously, "I mean, er, only if you wanted." Her eyes shot back to George, an innocent smile across her face.
"Uh... sure," George blurted out, relieved that he (for once) would avoid the awkwardness of seeking out a partner. His enthusiastism of his response surprised him and he could feel like face start to redden.
Lotti giggled as she saw George's face change a few shades of pink-red. "I just hope we're not getting in way over our heads." she said in a hushed voice to her new partner, cutely shrugging her shoulders as she shook her head.
"Mayrie June, please find a seat and a partner immediately," Ms. Talnez said. She then turned to the class, announcing, "We begin the exercise in one minute."
Jayne sunk lower into her chair. She hadn't exactly been anti-social, but then again, she hadn't exactly made any friends. She wished she just had some of her friend's 'problems.' Because that's what they were. Jayne almost smiled half-heartedly at D'aron and Lorenzo before it faltered and finally fell to the floor. Maybe if she tried, she could just be invisible and skip this 'exercise' altogether.
D'aron smiled and waved to Jayne, knowing how it felt not knowing anyone.
Lorenzo turned to D'aron, who was, after all, the person here that he knew best. "Would you like to be partners?" He asked.
Derek nervously nodded to Kita. Well, hopefully she was a very silly girl who would talk and talk and talk and never notice that he was avoiding a certain subject. "Have we met before?" He asked, pretty sure they hadn't. "I'm Derek."
D'aron grinned. "Fine by me."
"I'm Kita," she answered softly so as not to incur the wrath of the teacher. "Like I showed before I color things. She reached out to touch the nuderside of the desk, turning it magenta. When she pulled away she flinched in disgust. "Yuck, there was gum under my desk!" She glowered at her finger in revulsion. "Great, and I don't even know where there's a bathroom in this place. Do you have a tissue or something?" she turned to Derek, holding out the sticky finger.
Derek didn't stop to think. If he had, he wouldn't have done it. But he just saw gunk, a mess, on Kita's finger, and a moment later, it wasn't there anymore. Derek blinked, and pretended he hadn't done it. "Are you sure?" He asked, peering at the finger as if he had never seen the gum. "It doesn't look gummy."
Kita's eyes widened as the gum vanished the moment Derek looked at it. Wierd, she thought, then remembered where she was. She smiled and shrugged. If Derek did it, but didn't want to own up she wouldn't pressure him. She could see that some people might not be so comfortable with their gifts yet. She turned forward. "Thanks" she added, no longer speaking directly to Derek.
May walked to sit in the only desk left open. Great, she thought. Right in the middle of the class! She looked around, not expecting anybody to jump to be partners. She shrugged and started sorting her books.
Derek gave a sigh of relief. Kita had obviously attributed the vanishing of the gum to someone, as she had thanked them - unless she thought there were some sort of cleaning spirits at the school? - but fortunately that someone did not appear to be him. His secret was safe.
Jayne sighed as the last two people she... 'knew' paired together. She had almost hoped to pair with George, seeing as how he hadn't asked a lot of questions about May's magic in the library... Jayne widened her eyes at her roommate's entrance. She really didn't want to be paired with the girl if she could help it. Jayne found it just awkward in general to talk to someone she keeps re-meeting but who doesn't recognize her. She grabbed the nearest person by their sleeve and jerked them slightly towards her. "You're my partner," she said, smiling sweetly as the boy just stammered.
May twiddled her thumbs for a while, before getting out a sheet of clean paper to doodle on.
Ms. Talnez cleared her throat. "Alright, class. Quiet. I hope you have partners." She glanced around. "If not, then work alone unless you can find someone." Ms. Talnez pursed her lips as she picked up a marker, turning on her heel to the whiteboard behind her and writing down a single word underneath her name: 'magic.' She turned back to the class. "Discuss with your partner what you think 'magic' is and how it affects our lives." Ms. Talnez then began walking around the class to hear the discussions.
What magic was? Lorenzo didn't really know. In his father's case, it was seeing things. For him, it was... well, seeing things, but touching them too, and other people saw them. He turned to D'aron. "Inexplicable, for one." He noted. "Aside from that - pointless energy that's been sitting around long enough to get bored so it wants to be used? I dunno. That doesn't explain why it manifests differently, or only to certain individuals."
Lotti cocked her head to the side as she looked at George. "I think that's rather vague, don't you?" She smiled sweetly, "Magic can be anything. What we do nowadays would have been considered magic a hundred years ago." a giggle from Lotti punctuated her thought.
D'aron grinned. "True and well another way to explain it is those things that can happen without any reasoning from science... And one possibility for the variations could be personal specifications, small aspects of the souls or desires unspoken of, something we wished we could do at some special time due to some certain event... Just my idea anyway." He shrugged.
Jayne frowned. "Magic is totally unexplainable by logic and entirely meddlesome," Jayne growled. Her partner smiled, as if to calm her down.
"Magic," Kita tasted the word thoughtfully. "Is that what they call this?" She looked down at her hands, then back up to her partner with a shrug. "My Uncle said magic is any power inexplicable by science. I say its whatever you can do that the majority of other people can't. You don't really have to be like us to do it." she shrugged again, self-concious fo the first time. "You never mentioned what you do." she said abruptly. Then noticing How nervous George seemed she smiled. "Hey, relax! There's no one weirder than you here."
"Ummmmm... That's a... a good point," George said to Lotti, distracted. "He didn't look nervous, did he? That would be bad. People would take notice of him if they thought he might have an anxiety attack or something. Be cool. Ice cool. Then they'll feel embarrassed for even thinking it. He started to lean back in his chair. "I think--" he started to say as he lost control of his chair and he and his desk fell noisily to the ground. "Maybe if I don't move, no one will notice....."
"Careful. . . gravity can hurt. Or something." Lotti's mind began to wonder if a "spilt" George would have given her a vision.
Kita jumped up right away when she heard George come crashing down. She was by his side in an instant, offering him a hand up. "You ok?" she asked, concerned.
"That's a good point." Lorenzo commented thoughtfully after D'aron's statement. "I hadn't thought of it that way." He paused to contemplate this, but another idea elbowed its way into his mind. "Or maybe it's a being. One that selects people at random and settles down around them. A being with a bizarre sense of humor, obviously."
"Maybe it a being that's just trying to be helpful," Jayne's partner suggested, carrying on from what he could hear from the other's conversation.
Jayne frowned, looking sullenly at her desk. "It's doing a sucky job of it," she said, sulking.
May listened to the various discussions for a while before talking to her self about what magic was. "I don't have any magic, and that's for sure!" she said quietly. "What I have is more of a curse!" Then she started to get angry at "magic". "Why do I have to have the "seeing eyes"? Why do the stupid ghosts have to talk to me, anyway?!" Subconciously, her voice started to get louder as she rambled on about how terrible her curse was.
Lorenzo swivelled at the mention of 'seeing eyes'. He took a moment to locate the speaker, and realized it was the girl from the library, who had proved to him that the Blinkings weren't necessarily reptilian.
"Hey," Lorenzo told her, "did you say seeing eyes? if you're having trouble with them, I might be able to help. My dad has something like that."
May jumped. "Oh! Er..what are you talking about?" she said, hoping ignorance would be the key.
"You said you had a seeing eye." Lorenzo explained patiently. "My father sees things, and I've picked a bit up over time, so I might be able to help you with... whatever it is you're having trouble with."
"Oh," May sighed. She was hoping no one had to know what her curse was. "Oh...just....stuff!" She tried to smile and quickly bent her head down to start doodling again.
Lorenzo sighed and turned back to the lesson. If May wanted help, she'd ask for it, he decided. Until then, if she was just going to avoid talking about it, he'd work on figuring out what magic might be. Which was... a very broad subject.
Suddenly, Lotti's head shot up from where George had fallen. She looked around, giving her surroundings a hard look before looking over nervously to George, wondering why this boy was so near. Did she know him?
Kita looked up at Lotti, momentarily distracted from George's plight. She looks...strange. "Lotti?" she asked, almost frightened by the sudden transformation. The friendly girl was looking at them like strangers, as if she hadn't just been chatting amiably with them.
Lotti looked up at Kita, letting her eye lids shut for a moment, as if focusing. "Have we met?"
George untangled himself from his fallen desk, looking rather sheepish. Placing his desk back to normal, he noticed the strange look on Lotti's face. "You okay?"
May realised she hadn't looked around the classroom to see who was in it yet. She lifted her eyes and scanned the room. No one....no one....aha! She sat up a little taller in her chair and waved. "Hi, Lotti!" she called.
"Yeah...fine." Lotti waved unsuredly at May. It must have happened again, she thought. "Hey, um..." she began in a distracted voice, rummaging through her bag, "I have a great idea. How 'bout after class, we take a group photo. You know, as a sort of...celebration...of making new friends." a smile spread across her face as she held up a polaroid camera for the group to see. She didn't want to let on about the memory loss, not yet at least. For now, she'll have to be coy about it. "What do ya say?"
Before anyone could reply to Lotti, the teacher cut in. "I have been listening to your statements about magic and they are all very interesting," she said, already returning to the front of the room. "Of course, the exact nature of magic is something that is still somewhat unknown, as it is hard to use science as a tool to study it. However, it is mostly understood that magic is more like an ever-present force. Most magic-users can 'channel' this force in general ways, although they're usually more 'in-tune' with certain wavelengths." Ms. Talnez looked around the room, taking the time to pause. "I will be further teaching the history of magic and more of its physical manifestations. I have no intention on teaching you any control-that is for another class-but several of the things you learn in here can and will be applied to your daily life."
Ms. Talnez turned and began to erase the whiteboard as the bell rang. "You are excused for your next class period." Jayne jumped just a bit-they had been in there longer than she thought.
D'aron got up and smiled to the others. "I wouldn't mind actually... It's fun to have friends again.."
May got up and watched as the rest of the class left in little groups of friends. She sighed, sadly. She quickly got her books to gether and walked out of the classroom, getting out her map to see where her next class was.
"Jayne, can I see you for a moment?" Ms. Talnez called. Jayne walked up to her, confused. "How shall I tell it's you in the future?" Ms. Talnez asked out of nowhere.
Jayne turned bright red. The counselor had told her that her teachers were informed, but she wasn't expecting it. "I wear this headband," she whispered in response, trying to keep her voice down.
"Make sure it doesn't turn into a fad or you'll be absent more than once in this class," Ms. Talnez mentions, then turns away.
Kita gathered her small bag of posseions up and looked around her. Some poeple had started forming clupms, but one girl seemed alone. She followed the lonely girl into the hallway. A map! "Hey!" she said walking up and tapping May on the shoulder. "Can I come with you to the next class? I don't know where it is. I'm Kita by the way."
May looked at the girl and thought, Okay...be nice. Be nice... "Umm hi," she said. "Sure, but I don't know where to go either." She smiled wanly.
Completely ignoring her lack of enthusiasm, Kita bounced in place, "Great!" she peered at the map upsidedown. "So...what's your name?"
Nailah zipped up her sweater as she walked by the class and Ms. Talnez. In her native language she cursed the cold weather in this country as she stuck her hands in her pockets. Long hair hung out of her hood over once shoulder, shining in the light. With a glance up at them she passed, slumping down into a desk. Her mind drifted, thinking about how the animals were doing.
Next class. Derek scuttled off quickly before anyone could ask to walk with him or something. He vaguely knew where he was going, but he was not going to risk having someone pry into whatever had gotten him to go here. If they did, they'd expect an answer and if he told them he could... fly... or something... then they'd want him to prove it.
No way was he saying anything close to the truth.
Lorenzo lingered. He was interested in students. He liked D'aron, and Kita, and... well, everyone he'd met, really. People with magic were interesting. He wanted to meet more of them. He wanted to meet all of them. Adults were boring even with magic, especially if all they did was stare at windows, but people developing it were fascinating. And the number and variety of powers...!
Forget psychology. Lorenzo wanted to teach here when he grew up.
Nailah glanced up at Lorenzo, wondering why he was still here. Her eyes pierced through him as she assessed him. "Like the class that much?" Her voice had a weird accent to it that made her seem exotic. She offered him a slow smile, wondering if he would return it.
Lorenzo grinned happily back. "Sure." He agreed, though it was the people and the prospects that were most exciting. The class had been mostly talking with them. "I'm Lorenzo." He introduced himself, and mumbled 'Seer' under his breath. He didn't like his last name. Why couldn't his father have left it at Italian?
Nailah's smile grew brighter as she realised he was OK. "Well, I don't know what makes it so interesting." Standing, she extended her hand politely in the american fashion. "Nailah Gadiga." She noted the way he mumbled out his last name but she figured it was none of her business.
There was a small sneeze behind them, and suddenly, there was a curvy girl with long, wavy brown hair, held back by a black-and-white striped headband, standing where the asian girl had just been. Freckles dotted an utterly horrified expression as she hoped nobody had noticed. At least the two girls she was most worried about had already left the classroom. It was bound to happen eventually, her rational side said, trying to sooth her. It didn't work, and she darted outside, looking around frantically for her next class, anything to get away from the scene of the crime.
Lotti stood by D'aron, urging the others to gather for the picture. She really wanted to remember some of these people.
May squinted at the illegible map. "My name's May, what's yours?" she asked, politly. Hey, she thought, I think I'm getting the hang of this "friendly" thing!
"I think it's the people that make it so interesting. And the magic." Lorenzo suggested. "Or, if we want to get into conspiracies, there's an empath who's casting happiness over the school so the students don't, uh, rise up and do something to the teachers. Or take over the world. Or something."
Nailah smiled half-heartedly. "They may seem interesting until you get to know them. Most people are decieveing in that way, especially those with magic." She shrugged her shoulders in a almost graceful way. Then she raised her eyebrows. "Uh, right. I think the first one was more apt to be correct then that." Her bright blue eyes caught the girl behind them and followed her as she left. Then they turned back to Lorenzo.
"Oh. Um." Lorenzo said, not entirely sure what Nailah had been talking about. He ran through it again to make sense of it. He didn't get the second bit. Oh, well. "Maybe. Maybe not. Have you had a bad experience?" He asked. "Not that it's any of my business, of course. I don't mean to intrude."
Kita smiled at the shy girl. "Like I said, I'm Kita Shell." She turned the map so she could look at it as well. "What on earth?" she rolled her eyes. "This is impossible! Let's just look around and follow the others shall we?"
George gaped at the brunette, with his mouth open slightly. "Did I see what I think I saw?!" He heard the girl's thoughts trying to placate herself. Is she the asian chick? He walked towards her, completely forgeting his stuff. "You... um..." Damn! He didn't know her name, or if he did, he couldn't remember it...
The brunette, Jayne, looked over her shoulder, seeing George calling for her and walking from the classroom. She recognized him from the library and immediately turned bright red. "Uh, er," she stuttered, looking for an easy escape. Maybe he didn't notice... maybe I'm an idiot, she thought. She wanted to move, but her feet were rooted to the ground.
Nailah smiled and laughed delightedly at Lorenzo's obvious confusion. "Nevermind, it was just a thought." She layed a hand on his shoulder briefly before he asked her the question. After that she removed her hand and her expression turned serious. "You're right, it is none of your business." Her voice was stiff as she answered, indicating a slight embaressment at the situation.
May nodded. "Er...goo...yeah," she stuttered. She had meant to say, "Good idea!", but she had a sudden wave of shyness that kept her from saying what she meant.
It wasn't his business and he had prodded. That made things uncomfortable. Lorenzo fidgeted a moment. Then he picked up his things. "We'd better go. Next class and stuff." He commented. "Do you know where it is?" He added hopefully. The school was more or less maze-like to a new comer, in his opinion.
Nailah smiled slightly. "I'm sure I can find it." With that she picked up her stuff and brushed past Lorenzo with a "Nice meeting you." Turning down the hall she headed to the main doors. Once outside she headed in the woods.
May looked around for anyone who seemed to know where they were going. She found a boy and was about to ask where he was going, but(because she is so shy, you know) she decided to follow him quietly instead.
George was surprised that the girl hadn't run off, because he was making a fool of himself... He stopped infront of her. "Did you just... uh... Were you? ..." He made a face. Way to sound smart... "Did you just change?"
The girl looked at George, mentally checking something. No, her legs wouldn't move. They were still frozen in terror. She wanted to run away, but since she couldn't, all she had left was to answer. "Yes," she said, shortly. "I did... change." She realized how stupid that sounded and tried to amend it. "I totally change whenever I sneeze." Jayne's lower lips suddenly quivered, and she looked like she was going to cry. "We need to get to class," she muttered, not making eye contact.
"Oh. That blows." Feeling compelled to do something to do something helpful, George uncomfortably asks, "Are you okay?"
"N-no, cuz we're g-gonna be l-late," Jayne says, trying not to cry. "I-please don't tell anyone." She looks at him, trying to be serious. "It's just... it's really wierd. I lost a lot of good friends to it and..." Jayne trailed off, trying not to sound too emo. "Ugh, where the hell is the next class?" she muttered, still a tad emotional, rummaging through her backpack for her schedule, sniffing a little.
Kita walked by May's side, contented to remain silent with her timid new friend. "Being in such a huge place with all these strangers can be pretty intimidating can't it?" she asked after a while. Kita hoped that the shy girl might open up a little. May seemed like she could be really nice.
Lotti placed her camera back into her messenger bag. The group had dissolved in the hall, lost once once again, in more than one way. She pulled out her crinkled map and began to decode all its strangeness, heading to her next class.
May nodded. "Yeah, I've never been around so many people before," she said quietly.
"Here it is," Jayne said, pulling it out. "Do you know where this is?" Maybe, she thought, I can distract him. Boys forget things easily, right?
Kita smiled. "It is pretty different for me too." she admitted. "Where do you come from? Sorry if I ask to many questions, just tell me if I'm getting annoying, ok?"
May smiled and looked at her feet while she nodded slightly. She then glanced at the map still cluched tightly in her hand and then looked to her right. "Are you going to...uhhh..." she started, then paused and looked at the door number and then back to Kita. "Are you going to 610?" she asked.
"No idea!" Kita said breezily, waltzing into the classroom.
She held th door open for May, bowing her in. "But I don't really have anywhere else to go."
May nodded her thanks to Kita for holding the door open as she walked in. She stared around in awe. "This...this is the biggest classroom I think I've ever seen!" she commented on the gigantic classroom.
Amazingly enough, Lotti had found her way through the labyrinth of halls and enterd a class that seemed all to enormous to be a regular classroom. She shrugged off her backpack and selected a seat at random.
"Alright, um... bye." Jayne walked away from the silent George quickly, as if to avoid an awkward situation. She finally got to the room number listed for her. Jayne looked up from her schedule to the door of her next class. It had been propped open and she could see inside, happening to spy basically the exact same people she had tried to avoid last class. "Great," she muttered, adjusting her headband.
Snapping out of the daze they had been in, Lorenzo and Derek found the class and settled in to seats, not at all in unison or near each other.
May decided to sit in the front this time, thinking nobody would want to sit near her or talk to her, seeing as nobody liked the front row anyway. She hoped she was safe from small talk.
Jayne sat one row behind May, a desk away from her. She knew at least a little about May, and felt she was safest near the shy girl if she wanted to avoid talking with her. Jayne glanced over at her. Her roommate hadn't exactly made a great first impression on her, but it wasn't exactly like she should be avoiding her. Except with her condition...
D'aron walked into the classroom and found a vacant seat and looked around and was amused by the ones that still were in the same class as he was.
Kita followed May and sat in the seat right behind her. She dropped her bag on the table with a soft thump and sat sideways so she could inspect the classroom. "Hello." she said to the girl sitting next to her.
Jayne jumps. Kita was talking to her, right? She subtly glanced around and didn't happen to see anyone else she could have been talking to. "Um, hello," she responded to Kita. Of course she knew her. She had been three months with this condition and she was already almost used to people not knowing her.
Lotti watched her acquaintances from a couple chairs away. "Hi guys!" she said happily, being as vague as possible, for she still wasn't sure on their names, but she was sure she knew them...at least she thought so. Either way, she felt a greeting was in order.
D'aron smiled and waved. "Hello! Fancy seeing you here too!"
Kita had only arrived the day before, still she was determined to make as many new friends as possible. She waved at D'aron and Lotti, whom she already recognized. "I'm Kita, what's your name?" She began to tell her neighbor, then realized why the girl she was sitting next to now seemed so familiar. She was wearing the same clothes as a girl in the class before. After all, appearances where important to her. "I love your headband by the way." she added.
Stumble!