She thought she'd be the darling of the crowd from the moment she arrived.

Instead, she found herself jostled and forced into a river of people as they filed into the campus. Vali hefted her purse strap over her opposite shoulder and studied the mortals around her with a squinted eye.

One fox girl.
Three werewolves.
Two other silver-haired beauties.
Five actual princesses.
And innumerable hundreds of other wannabe demigods.

[i]Wonderful. More competition.[/i] She opened up the map on her tablet and navigated her way to the dormitories. She thought she'd found the women's dorms, but as she kept encountering boy after boy after boy, it dawned on her that perhaps she'd missed the word "Boy's" cut off the top of the map.

A tall kid in a yellow shirt was probably the only one not engaged in active conversation for a moment. Perhaps she could ask him for directions. [i]Target acquired![/i] Vali brushed her fingers through her hair and began her approach. She selected a vector outside his field of vision and came up beside him.

Now, how to get his attention? Tap on the shoulder, gentle cough, or a meek 'excuse me?' Men liked being touched by women, but being touched when he's not expecting it could be more startling than arousing. A gentle cough was cliche, but workable. A meek 'excuse me' would be ideal, but her pride didn't much like the idea of verbally petitioning others for attention.

She maneuvered in front of him, assumed a playful smile, and coughed into her fist. "Pardon me, good sir, do you know where the women's dorms are? I may be a little lost."
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