Box 11
Penelope and Jett
[h1]Jett Croswell[/h1]
Jett followed Ralthavar Marchosias at a distance, he wants to protect him as it his job but he doesn't want anyone else knowing this is job. As The Harmonious Firsts all sat down, it was clear they had already formed their respective groups. Jett sat near the Orcs and next to the elves, he knew one or two elves that greeted him kindly. After the headmasters speech Jett reach down, 11. 

Jett got up, slowly, as everyone went to find their respective partners. [color=bc8dbf]"Striker, got any ideas on our to find this partner of ours?"[/color] Jett spoke in his mind. Strikers voice replied, [color=7ea7d8]"Why not just run through past everyone, you can see quicker than a lot of people, if you see the number 11 just stop running."[/color] Jett sighed at the idea, he'd look like a fool. But the plan would work. Jett bent slowly towards the ground then shot off like a bullet. Passing through everyone, well, nearly everyone, he bumped into a few people over and over again, then suddenly Jett saw a flash and his movement stopped...  A female siren was standing next to Jett now, she seemed surprised out our fast he arrived. She touched her cutlass and spoke [color=00aeef]"Sooo... My name's Penelope. And you would be?"[/color] Jett held out his hand and spoke, [color=662d91]"The names Je-I mean Ramon Marie. Nice to meet you"[/color] Close one.