Ashley Chalk stood in one place and tried not to vibrate with excitement. The grey circle of fine powder slowly collecting at her feet was a monument to her failure. She'd known she wouldn't be able to control herself in the face of so many heroes, which is why she'd gotten here early and resolved to stay right [i]here[/i], in this one spot near the back of the crowd, so she didn't get ash all over everything. She was wearing a turtleneck, a big heavy coat, even had her hair tucked up inside one of her dads motorcycle helmets, but it didn't matter. The stuff would find a way out and she didn't plan to make things any harder on anybody else by dirtying them up on their first day. 

It was actually kind of intimidating. Sure, she'd seen a lot of these kids parents over the years coming and going at CHALK Labs. Sure, she'd begged and pleaded once she'd heard they were letting anyone in this year until her parents had made some phone calls and gotten her in. Actually standing here, though, she was struck with the idea that she didn't actually deserve to be. She was about to fangirl out at any moment, but a consequence of that was that she couldn't help but see these people on a whole other level then her. She felt like a intruder in their world, a roadie who'd wandered onto the stage by mistake.

She glanced around and saw another guy looking around, sticking to the back the same as her. She would have waved, but that would have resulted in a cloud. "Hey." she called out to him. "Are you new too?" She asked, trying to shake the nerves from her voice. Maybe she would be able to find some solidarity here. "I'm Ashley."