After having a small talk with Gideon, Blake left to check out more of the school, Conrad separated from him as he had some urgent business to attend to. 
Wondering around the school Blake began to admire the fountain of the great heroes. The statues inspired him and it made him a little restless, it finally hit him, he was in Beacon, living his fathers dream. The Silverheart family was known for their silver weapons and fine smiting, but no one in his family had become a hunter before, he is the one to come the closest yet. 
Sitting down next to the fountain, he took out his shield again along with some rags and polish, the air near the fountain was cool and the sound of water calmed Blake, helped him relax while he polished the shield. It had been a long day and he had met a lot of people, now he had to take care of his gear.

A minutes later, the announcement to gather in the ballroom was made. Blake walked straight there, no detours or anything this time, he had to be ready for the test tomorrow, though he did keep an eye out for Conrad, Gideon, Atlas or Alpha, they were his friends after all.

Arriving at the ballroom, Blake didn't see anyone he recognized around him, maybe it was that they were all in different clothes and Blake was bad with faces, so he just took a random mattress and striped of his armor, letting it fall to the floor in a somewhat heavy “CLANG” noise, after that he took out the same rags from before and he began to clean and check his armor and lance, making sure they were in normal conditions. Tomorrow was going to be a though day he thought, lost in his work.