[center]Henri Amberhall[/center]

[i]People are strange when you're a stranger 
Faces look ugly when you're alone 
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted 
Streets are uneven when you're down 

When you're strange 
Faces come out of the rain 
When you're strange 
No one remembers your name 
When you're strange 
When you're strange 
When you're strange 
[/i]

Henri had been singing to himself since he had left his family's mansion. In typical, Amberhall fashion the break had been a rather cold affair. It had started with his father's usual method of ignoring his youngest son. The older three had been circling around their father like the good little lap dogs that they were. The company was riding high after the opening of their newest spa in the Pearl. This time his father had decided to allow Henri to go out with the family. Usually when he went out it was with DJ or her family. Henri had learned early on that making friends was always a great idea. He had met her at one of their upper crust parties back home. The whole use of those parties had been to show off before their competitors. Henri found DJ's special brand of chaos to be just the thing he needed. The fact that his father hated their friendship that made it all the better. However, during the break Andrew had decided that his youngest would be allowed to go out with the family for the opening. It was clear that he was doing it. He had the first bit of his father's attention. Now all he had to do was prove why his brothers were unworthy. 

As soon as the train arrived, Henri stood up and started walking away from his seat. He had no idea where anyone was and that scared him. He walked until he was outside in the hallway. He walked looking around trying to figure out what his plan for this semester was. He needed everything that he could find for friends but he did not need the ones who rarely talked. No he would ignore people like that unless he had to talk to them. The social ones were usually easier to manipulate. He had honed his craft to an art form. Henri wore personalities like he was at a masquerade. Very few people actually knew the real Henri and he was fine with that. He sauntered along until he ran into DJ and two randoms he did not know. There might have been more but he learned never to look at the wide picture. 

"Delaney!" He said not using her nickname. It was rare for someone to be on the "Use Delaney's nickname list" and Henri liked being on. "How have you been?" He said already knowing the answer but he had an act to work. He gave the rest a sugary sweet grin. "Sorry, I don't know any of you. I'm Henri." He said trying to be pleasant. There was no reason to be nasty. Yet. He usually left the snark to DJ since she was better than him.


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