Estella watched with a confused expression as Alda practically rushed out of there. "What a strange girl," Estella thought to herself. "She didn't even wait for me!" She was a little bit offended but there was no need to express it; she was already gone. Estella grabbed her purse, did one last check in the mirror and made her way to the dining hall. She was wondering what would be the best move to make for her grand debut. Little did she know that people were already familiar with her, but not in a way she would like: the girl who made a scene over a jacket. 

She wandered around, not completely sure where to go. "This place is actually pretty big," she sighed. "I actually kind of wish Alda was here, maybe she would know where to go." 

Estella saw that many of the students have already paired or grouped off, and worried a little about being left alone but then thought, "Psh, I'm Estella Zaneux. People will beg to be acquainted with me." Still, she needed friends, or hopefully even an entourage.