[hr][hr][center][h1]𝔏𝔢𝔬 𝔍𝔬𝔥𝔫 𝔡𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔢𝔲𝔯[/h1][sup]Cerulean Lion[/sup][/center][hr][indent]
As the volunteers left, Leo took to his side of the room and set out to unpacking his things immediately. Working in silence, he managed to arrange everything neatly in a few minutes. Stepping back, he inspected his handiwork.

Next to his dresser he had assembled a foldable bookshelf with a collection of books sorted out according to genre, series, and name. His extra bags containing his cooking utensils, weights and other gym equipment were placed in front of the window, where he could access it easily if need be. Also with those bags was a painting canvas he had assembled just so, with his painting materials and other supplies placed in the bookshelf provided for them. 

With that done, Leo turned to the rooms' other occupant. 

While they were choosing their electives, she seemed a bit flustered. He hoped that he didn't somehow pressure her into choosing the same ones as he did; being able to choose what subjects they could take was a special privilege that he didn't want to interfere with. 

From his side of the room, he called out to her with a frown.

"Talia, you didn't change your electives to match mine did you?" After a beat, he added after noticing. "Oh, and if you have the time, I'd also like to discuss living arrangements."[/indent][hr][@Redmarshmellow][hr][hr][center]
[h1][i]A[sub]lice[/sub] A[sub]manda[/sub] A[sub]nette[/sub] A[sub]nderson[/sub][/i][/h1]
[sup]Passionate Songbird[/sup][/center][hr][indent]
Alice grinned as she watched each pair hop off stage. To say she was excited about her impending partnership was an understatement; she didn't know what her ability was or what changes the bonding would bring, but it was surely going to be a heck of an experience!

Unlike most of the other students gathered in the podium, she had little worries about being tied so closely to someone. In then end, it just meant that you had to play your part, and if you happened to get close to each other in the process, then all the better; she had no problems doing just that. Expressing herself was definitely [i]not[/i] a problem for her. Now, if her partner turned out to be someone that was difficult to get along with, well, that was fine too. She knew what to do when someone couldn't sing in tune - just sing a lot louder so they can't be heard!

Anyway, her way up to the Sun Room was difficult. In her time away from school, her popularity seemingly exploded, and she had walked out of the train only to be swamped by fans not a minute later. Said fans were of the theater geek kind who had watched (or pirated) her show, but the crowd eventually attracted hedge fans that new about her recent and relatively obscure albums. It took a quarter of an hour to finish signing autographs and disperse the hanger-ons', and by the time she was finished, she pretty much had to sprint towards the room to avoid being late. It was a good thing she didn't have much luggage, as she sent them to her room ahead of time.

So now, here she was, waiting for her turn to be called. As it turns out, she didn't have to wait much longer.

[h2]"Mikayla Iovine and Alice Anderson."[/h2]

[i]"Welp, here we go~"[/i] she thought excitedly, practically skipping her way towards the podium. On her way up she heard the excited whispers of students as they reacted to her name. It made her a bit proud, to know that her efforts had been recognized by so many people.

As she got on stage, Alice eyed her partner. This Mikayla was seriously pretty, probably one of the prettiest girls she's ever seen, and she's met a lot. [i]"Seems a bit stiff though, best try and break the ice,"[/i] she thought, before stretching out her hand. "Heya, Alice Anderson, in case you missed the loud booming voice," she said as her face broke into a friendly grin.

Meanwhile, down with the crowd, there were several onlookers that were now actively pointing at her, seemingly uncaring that they stood out, and were frankly being quite rude. Alice ignored them in favor of the girl standing in front of her.[/indent][hr][@karamonnom]