Caelum was engrossed in her task. Using the darkest pencil to press and shade the curve of the wheel, then the grey and white to scrape into existence the smoke of the steam engine. Her pencil stopped mid-stroke whilst outlining the conductor when she heard a noise at the door.

Caelum looked up into a pair of blue eyes, set upon a pale face framed by wild black curls. Perfect curls. Cae’s eyes quickly traveled up and down the girl’s body, like a machine scanner in a movie. If Cae were older it might look like she was checking the other girl out, but it was nothing of the sort. It was a wardrobe evaluation.

Caelum was impressed, it was a very well put together outfit, the hat especially was super-cute. Clean, nice brands, well cared for, ironed and hemmed properly. The girl even wore a bit of makeup, something unique for their age group, but not unheard of at the first day of school. Caelum wondered if she wore makeup all the time.

Caelum was reminded, and disheartened, that Hogwarts had a uniform. Floor length [i]plain[/i] black robes. Dour, drab, dark, and worst of all exactly-the-same-robes-that-everyone-else-was-wearing. Caelum wondered how strict the policy was, different schools had different levels of dress code enforcement. Perhaps she could distinguish herself with makeup or earrings, her hairstyle or even it’s color! She had already spotted a few students who had dyed their hair bright colors.

The girl sat down, before Caelum had the chance to respond to the question. She was bold, Caelum appreciated that the girl was taking the lead in their social interaction, she even offered Caelum a mint.

“Thank you.” She responded, setting down her sketchbook and reaching into the mints. She was careful to only touch the one she was taking. “My name is Caelum. Your hat is [i]super[/i] cute.” Caelum smiled at the other girl, inwardly admiring her eyes and curls.