Ramona slowly takes a deep breath and stands, pulling her jacket tighter around her. "Uh, I'm Ramona. Red is definitely my favorite color, for now. And my favorite author would have to be the great poet, Robert Frost." She said all in one breath before sitting down quickly and crossing her legs under her desk. She didn't like being the center of attention, too many people she didn't know. What if someone recognized her from the news last year? What if someone remembered her face all this time? Ramona shook her foot nervously before looking back up to the male whom introduced himself as Lukin. His energy he projected made her feel less neevous. She, however, kept her guard up and senses heightened. Ramona smiled softly, placing the end of her red fingernails against her bottom lip. She looked down at her desk silently, listening as the introductions of each student continued.