For days he had walked, a guitar on his back and his backpack on the front. It wans't much that he had took from his home, but it got him towards his destination. As he slowly made his way towards the school, he could see a floating island in the distance. Was this serious? He heard the rumors, but that he would truelly see the island for himself was another thing.
As he got closer and closer, he could start to see the island clear. It wasn't much but it still floated and had caught Spike's mind, was there a way to get up there or was it just a decoration?
As he got closer towards the school, he grabbed his backpack and glanced at the flyer, it seemed exactly like the flyer showed. Although was it truelly as sweet as they said?

As he got near the gate, he placed the flyer back in his backpack and walked up towards the guard, he was probably one of the last to arive.
As the guard spotted him, he observed Spike for a moment and grinned. Spike was covered in dirt, and seemed like he hadn't showerd in days.
[b][i]"What do you want? Some change or is it something else?"[/i][/b]
[b]"I just came here to apply to the school, that's all.[/b]
[b][i]"Then tell me, where is the floating Island located?"[/i][/b]
Spike glanced at the guy, grinned a bit and pointed straight up.
[b]"Right above your head dumbass, although it somehow seemes to be floating more above the school, than above the gate."[/b]
The guard raised one of his eyebrows and smiled, as he opened up the gate and Spike walked in.
Was he for reall? Asking where the island was located? Or was it just because he was this late that he asked such an easy question?

As Spike walked in, a man handed him some papers, a document of where he came from, his name, etc etc... The easy questions...
Spike filled in his birth, name and birthplace, but that was all. He didn't wanted them to know his true reasons.
As he handed them back to the man, he took a quick peek at them, and somehow seemed to be bussy already with other tasks, so Spike walked past him, although before even taking a step, he heard his name.
[b][i]"Spike was it right? We need your guitar and luigage for some routine checks. They'll be in your room after class."[/i][/b]

Spike glanced at the man, and just nodded before handing him his most valuable belonging, his guitar. As then a paper was handed to Spike with a 2 on it, Class 2 perhaps? 
[b][i]"Your in class 2, just go that way and you'll walk straight into it."[/i][/b]
The man smiled, although it seemed more out of pitty than out of kindness... As Spike just nodded for a mere moment, he walked into the direction the man had shown and noticed Class 2 quite fast. Although, he waited a few moments before walking in.