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Dᴀᴛᴇ: Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, Tᴜᴇsᴅᴀʏ 8ᴛʜ. 
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: First Day
Iɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs: The cafeteria and Kassy Boy [@Thane]
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Introductions hadn't been so bad. Well, except for when that aggressive goth guy had glared her right back into her seat during her own introduction. Talk about a withering personality... Even she had been a bit peeved and unsettled. And that was a difficult thing to do to someone like her. But for the most part first period came and went without any large drama after that.

And the whole thing about lockers was pretty cool to a ex-homeschooler like herself. She couldn't wait to decorate it. The second class of the day was Freshman English with Mr. Fridley. He wasn't such a terrible old guy, just very stern and set in how he liked doing things. Being a teaching veteran he had obviously given up hope in learning about every single student that pasted through his classroom. Made sense, she suppose. After all there was only so much the brain could hold... Like a computer's hard drive. 

And English had always been one of the more enjoyable subjects anyway. Poetry, true to her name, enjoyed poetry. Though she had been called a few minutes after class, since Mr. Fridley thought that she had been joking about her name. He tried to lecture her on the horrible consequences lying had on her future, but she had just slipped in that it was her birth name. He had to check his chart. Twice. But after that they had a tiny passing chat about how wonderfully descriptive Charles Dickens' [i]Tale of Two Cities[/i] was and then she was sent on her way. No harm, no foul.

Next class was Mr. Shmiddt's science class. Another interesting character, this new and spritely teacher was. His excitement made her bubble with enthusiasm as well, like she were soaking in his energy or something. By the time he spoke on the science fair, she was sitting straight an arrow in her seat, beaming with eagerness. A group project. That sounded wonderful! Then she'd be able to make more friends. Or even get closer to the friends she already had! Maybe even get a [i]best[/i] friend out of all of it! Not to mention study parties and invitations to real house parties and even sleepovers. It sounded like a wonderful idea to her, this science fair project.

The lunch bell rang, signaling it was lunch time and Poetry made her way first to her locker, then to the cafeteria. Pizza, Fries, a cup of fruit, and a salad bar were all options available. Or of course a bag with a sandwich, apple, and a bag of chips in it. Either option was fine by her, but she wanted to mingle and let the line die down a bit first before selecting.

Everyone seemed to be in their own groups... Poetry ticked her head to the side and stepped through the crowd as though the ground were made of glass. Blinking slowly, her pale eyes and slow, fluid movements caught more than a few upperclassmen off guard. A few jumped, some stared, but for the most part, without that smile on her face they kept away from her.

Pushing her palms on the air, she fit into gaps of bodies that only lasted for seconds. Practically waltzing through the crowd, she moved with a clever speed. The kind gained when you never had anyone to walk with, so you might as well move quickly to your next destination. 

The cafeteria was well crowded and everyone was moving about in a slowly swirling swarm. Standing in the middle, Poetry turned slowly in her spot, scanning over the heads and faces that could be detailed from the masses of blurring colors and expressions. More than a few looked at her with a sneer or smirk at her odd way of moving. But there were a few that couldn't help but watch the dance she subtle set into each step. 

Finally her eyes found Abbie-Star[@sakurasan]. But she was with the Giant[@Klaykid] and a red-haired boy[@alexfangtalon] she hadn't seen before. Ah... Busy again then. Best to just do a greeting and then keep it moving. Her still-water gaze also found Ebony[@mskennedy615]. Who was sitting with a particularly good looking shaggy-haired boy[@smarty0114]. But perhaps Ebony-Gold was trying to get in some pre-game flirting. Best to just do a greeting there too and continue on. And finally Poetry found Kas. And what was he doing but something she found quite strange. He was arguing with upperclassmen. For someone she knew little of, and what she knew of him was rather well-meaning and decent, she found this curious.

Drifting about she made her way first to Abbie-Star, the brooding Giant and the Unknown Flame of Intensity. With a smile, she put a light hand on the other girl's shoulder, smiled and wiggled her fingers playfully. "Hiya, Abbie-Star~" she hummed, "Sit next to me in the next class we have together?" With a warm grin, she looked to each of the boys, flittered a wave and waltz away.

Then to Ebony-Gold she went. Thusly, she did something similar. Placing a hand on lightly on her friend's shoulder, she grinned with a head tilted to the side. And of course she spared a sunflower smile towards the good looking boy. "Let's sit together in science class next time, Ebony-Gold~ Maybe we'll get to be project partners~" her melodic voice drifted lightly, "Catch you on the flip~"

And now finally she went to where Kas was. Walking as though she hardly touched the ground, she placed both hands on his shoulders, hoping to startle him. With a smile at the girls who looked over their shoulders at her, she once more tilted her head to the side. "Now, what do we have here~" she laughed lightly, "Not playing nicely, are we~? What a peculiar hobby~" She beamed gently down at him, removing her hands as if to proclaim her innocence. 

"All that quarreling will give you indigestion~" she hummed, with a wink, "Of course I could just give you a hug to cure you of all your amped up arrgo, Kassy Boy~ Not sure it'd do much for your rep though~"