[h1][b][i][color=6ecff6][center]Drake Morrison[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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	'So it was finally time,' Drake thought to himself as he woke up. He went over to the window in his room and lifted the black out curtains to let  the afternoon light in. For the past few years he has been here, he never got used to sleeping during the day. He would pull the blackout curtains down and sleep from about 7am to anywhere between 1pm and 3pm in the afternoon. He got dressed in gym clothes, snagged himself a light breakfast, and went to work out in the weight room for a couple hours. After that He got washed up, having to stoop a little in the shower for the showerhead to wash his hair, and dressed into his regular clothes. ((description added to cs))

	After a while the time finally came to go to the orientation. It felt odd, going to an orientation to a place that you have lived in for nearly three years, but he hasn't taken any official classes yet, just learned a few basics of transformation and keeping his anger in check, so this should be good. So far, its only been him and the headmasters along with a few staff here and there, so it would be interesting to see just how many people are going to be at this school.

	All of Drake's things were already here, considering he didn't have anything except the clothes on his back when he got here it was easy to move in. Over time he was able to get some essentials and some things to entertain himself, but he spent most of his time either working out, exploring, and helping where he could if anyone needed it. Now, however, he would be a student, and he wasn't entirely sure what kind of changes that would entail, but it did excite him that things were about to be different for a change.

	He made his way down to the orientation hall when it got darker and saw more people than what was probably in his entire old school. He stayed in the back and leaned against the wall, keeping himself out of focus, he figured with his stature, staying in the back would attract the least attention. During the orientation and noticed that everyone was loaded up with baggage, waiting to go to their rooms. 'Glad I don't have to worry about that,' he mused to himself with a slight smirk. He hadn't met a lot of the teachers that had arrived that day either, the only people he knew here were the headmasters and some of the staff that kept the place tidy. From what he saw, a lot of the vampires seemed to look down at nearly everyone while the werewolves were just generally looked irritated and ready to go to their dorms.

	When the orientation was over, Drake turned to leave, not noticing the rather short girl that seemed to come in after him that was standing next to him and nearly tripped over her. His face got a little red, even though he kept a straight face and tone. "Oh! My bad, I didn't see you there." he quickly said as he knelt down to help pick up whatever was dropped.