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Max turned his nose up as the apologetic boy simply vanished before his eyes. Good riddance.

[color=8585AD]"And how about he watches where he's going."[/color] He grumbled as the girl walked away, turning on a heel to march toward his dorm. [color=8585AD]"Whatever."[/color] 

He flexed his hand repeatedly as he walked, trying to replicate that spark from earlier. As it became increasingly apparent that Max wasn't going to get results, he opted to start grumbling to himself for lack of a better outlet for his frustration.

[color=8585AD]"Stupid bitch, thinks she's better than me because she can disappear. I guess she is since I can't even [i]do[/i] anything yet."[/color] He blew air out of his nose in a derisive snort, clenching the hand he was flexing into a rigid fist, [color=8585AD]"Useless orientation. Useless school."[/color] He threw open the door to his dorm with unnecessary force, and then slammed it shut even more harshly before stomping off to his room. He planted himself face down on the bed, burying his face in a pillow before letting out a muffled wail of frustration. It was cathartic, in a way. 

After some time, he rose from the bed and started peeling off clothes, lazily throwing them onto the floor of his room en route to the bathroom before turning on the shower. He stepped in after the water heated up, leaning his head against the wall lethargically as the water dripped down his body at an awkward angle. There was no point in showering again today, but he doubted the academy would send him a water bill, so he was going to enjoy the heat. Max let out a sigh, lazily trailing his eyes around the featureless interior of the shower in idle boredom. Better than reflecting on the day he'd just had. What a terrible day. He, Maxwell Alderman, simply wanted to have a quiet academic career, but these shithead vampires keep bothering him.

Focus on the positives. Class starts tomorrow. Hopefully he'll be performing magic by the end of the week. After that, he can spend all his time on honing his skill rather than wandering aimlessly around campus or entertaining anyone else's stupid whims when they feel like bothering him. At the very least he'd have an excuse to isolate himself from the leeches, if not his fellow mages. 

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