[centre][b][h1][color=ec008c]Evelina[/color][/h1][/b]
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Eve watched the students, trying to get a gauge on what would be her comrades in this “Academy”- And really, wasn’t there a better name? Referring to it as just the Academy was going to get old real quick. As she watched what seemed to almost be a fight, Eve was disappointed when it broke up real quick, the… [i]well, yummy yum yum[/i]... guy walked away after slashing up the plants, Eve sighed. Damn, and there had almost been some excitement. How depressing. She rocked back onto her heels, eyes creeping over the rest of the students, but they all seemed harmless enough, at the moment. All falling into little groups like this was the first day of high school and you had to make BFFs (Best friends forever, what a load...) that would last you through the school years so that you were alone in classes or lunch, like it mattered. 
 
This was a super school, for crying out loud. Did friends really matter?
 
No, what Evelina was looking for was contacts… contacts that would be useful, later in life. That was what she wanted. A step up… and information. Information was power. And if she had a little bit of fun now and then… her gaze fell onto the yummy guy… well, than that was just a bonus. She chuckled to herself, and rocked back onto her heels, taking the lollipop stick out her mouth, and replacing it with a hard candy. 
 
Eve had a serious sweet tooth. 
 
As someone moved towards her, Eve looked towards them, sucking her candy. She watched the girl approach her, tilting her head slightly, watching the red haired girl come to her. There seemed to be an awful number of redheads here. Dye jobs, or actually their colour? Had there just been a spate of children born with red hair? Interesting. She was sure some of these girls, and hey, guys might be vain enough to dye their hair red. Surely there had to be more than a handful of blonde or browns?
 
There was something about redheads though… at least on girls… on guys it looked weird. Like Ron Weasley… Still, his father had had seven kids, must be doing something right… Maybe what they said was true… maybe redheads were a fire in the bedroom. Contemplating that for a moment or two, she nearly missed what the girl said to her. She looked up into the air at the words, tilted her head, than back to the girl. [color=ec008c]”Can’t say I have, might have seen a flying pig or two, but no flying, flaming idiots. Do you mean flaming as in… [i]flaming[/i] or flaming as in on fire?”[/color] She mused, her mind wandering a moment down that track. She shook her head, studying the girl, looking up and down her in a lazy manor. There was that red hair… and the rest of her was [i]fine[/i] too. So many yummy people she could sink her teeth into…
 
Eve had a [i]serious[/i] sweet tooth, not just to do with sweets. 
 
[color=ec008c]”But nevermind that guy… I’m Evelina”[/color]