[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrews[/color][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/SsDgzCoT96gGk/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=FFD9E9][b]Location[/b][/color]: X-Mansion
[color=FFD9E9]{[/color][i]"Cute boy alert! Mental functions ceasing..."[/i][color=FFD9E9]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Allison had been lost in her own little world as she traversed the hallways. There was a lot going on, so who could blame her when she wasn't watching where she was going? She collided with the unknown figure and fell on her butt. More embarrassed than hurt, she couldn't stop a blush from coming up to her face. [color=FFD9E9]"Oh gee, I'm sorry! I'm such a klutz! I didn't see where I was..."[/color]

Allison caught a glimpse of the figure she ran into. It was someone she hadn't seen before. A new face, was he a new student? He was cute though. Allison mentally chastised herself for thinking so and took his hand as he helped her up. [color=FFD9E9]"No, it was my fault. I'm sorry. My name is Allison and you're cute. I mean you're fine! Not in that way! I mean, you are fine and you are also fine! Oh my God I am so red right now! Start over? Hi! I'm Allison, what's your name?[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ED455F]Sara Grey[/color][/h1][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/de8d897978ce265be34d42460340e87f/tumblr_inline_o9kn5tgj3D1rifr4k_500.gif[/img][hr][color=ED455F][b]Location[/b][/color]: X-Mansion
[color=ED455F]{[/color][i]"Look at me, I'm Wolverine. I'm a badass with a thing for leather."[/i][color=ED455F]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Sarah groaned. Probably louder than she intended, but no one told her to avoid Wolverine like the plague. [color=ED455F]"How about next time they tell us that at orientation? My blisters have blisters and my feet want to separate from my body and run to Mexico."[/color] She sat up and looked at the others. 

She nodded at William, [color=ED455F]"You doing ok? That was a lot and I was too busy poking fun at leather claw man. Name's Sarah. What are you in for?"[/color] She joked, because they were all here by choice. But still, she couldn't help herself. If she couldn't joke around she would die. Literally die.