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		[color=wheat][b][i]"Gah! FUCK!"[/i][/b][/color]

	The sound of crashing followed the cry, disrupting the once peaceful and serene atmosphere of the dorm room. A head poked out from the doorway, her hair a wild mess and a frown on her face as she called, [color=wheat][b]"sorry!"[/b][/color] to anyone that could have been in the general vicinity. Mariana Dixon had arrived to the academy not too long ago, but early enough to be one of the lucky ones to claim the room she wanted in her dorm with no one to complain against her decision. [i]Yet.[/i]

	Olympus Academy was her home now, for the second time in many years to come. She'd been a late-comer, arriving the summer after graduating High School and to catch up on the things she'd missed, the Professors had decided it was best for Mariana to start from the beginning despite being late. She'd found friends and settled down relatively quickly into her new life as the daughter of a God in a Academy way too similar to Hogwarts.

	The room itself was still pretty bare, four walls with a table on one side and the bed pushed against the other wall with a window that let just enough sunlight to give the room some natural light and a small drawer for extra storage. Mariana seated herself on her newly made bed, looking at her heavy suitcase with a wary look on her face. She'd tried to keep most of her items to that one suitcase and two duffel bags, but the suitcase was most [i]definitely[/i] over-packed. 

		[color=wheat][b][i]'Maybe it was unnecessary to pack that many books...'[/i][/b][/color]

	At least half of her suitcase was taken up by books - both fictional and text books - for her to read during her [i]down[/i] time. What else was she supposed to do when there was nothing horrifying to watch at night? That logic convinced her last night while she was packing, and now she cursed her decision to cram most of her bookshelf into her suitcase. She'd already unpacked her duffel bags, her clothes hanging in the small closet or tucked away neatly in their appropriate drawers with the bags tossed away in the corner of the room.

		[color=wheat][b][i]'Come on, up you get. Still got some more unpacking to do...'[/i][/b][/color]

	The brunette stood up, approaching her still collapsed luggage with a somewhat determined look on her face.

	This was going to be a long day...