[color=ec008c][h2][b][u]Erica McKinney[/u][/b][/h2][/color]
Erica entered the group of 42A and looked around at the others that had appeared for the tour of the school. There she noticed that only a couple of people were making an attempt to try and talk to others of the group, but she shrugged that off as newbie nerves. It seemed to be the same at every school she had attended, however with this being her first school outside Australia she thought that maybe the people overseas had a different expectation on what to expect on the first days. Oh how wrong she was. Everyone was still as nervous as could be and starting off with small talk topics to test the waters of who would be a possible friend.

The group started to condense together as a man with dark brown hair began to speak, checking off that everyone was here by calling out their names and ticking them off a list. A young pale girl and tall boy were starting to talk and Erica was sure that they would miss their names, but it wasn't something she was to concern herself with as she was only interested in making sure that she was herself here in the right group.

[b]"Ok, Seniors. Erica McKinney?"[/b] the man called out, starting off with the older classes before eventually moving on and ending with the freshman years.

[color=ec008c][b]"That would be me,"[/b][/color] she called out, raising her hand to signal that she was present and accounted for. She dropped her hand down and listened in to who the others were and what years they would be in. As it turned out, a fair few in the group would be from the younger years, making Erica one of the older ones in the tour.

[color=ec008c][i]That's reassuring, [/i][/color] Erica thought sarcastically, wondering what ancient god she must have pissed off to be put into a guide group with a bunch of 'children'. It wasn't a bad thing by any means, it just meant she didn't really have anyone she could connect with easily on an age to age level.