Dane McKenzie placed his hands against the cool window, eyes wide as he stared at their view of the academy compound. It looked absolutely amazing, giving off the rich private boarding school vibe he had only seen on brochures. This was his third start at a high school debut. His first school got wrecked in the Union City incident, and his second only lasted for a few months before he got his Empyreus-version of a Hogwarts letter. And you know what they say, third time’s always a charm! He could envision the upcoming years now: he’d be top of the class (fat chance, as his grades were always on the brink of failure), super popular (highly unlikely, as he was too childish and noisy to really top that cool social chain), all the girls would love him (maybe by ignoring his not-at-all smooth self) all the teachers would be impressed by his abilities (despite how recent it manifested and how inexperienced he was) and he’d be a superhero and save everyone!... Okay, so maybe that last one was really the only possible goal, but a kid could dream, can’t he?

As he was daydreaming of a wonderful (unrealistic) future school life, the sudden sound of someone speaking up in the bus broke his train of thought. Dane himself was seated among the first rows of the bus, being the first to board. He was hoping he’d get a seatmate along the way, but there were only a few boarders so it didn’t happen. Glad to finally hear a voice, he focused on the conversation. At his new schoolmate’s question, he looked out the window again, also noticing lack of movement and life in general from their view of the school - well, actually, he noticed it too, of course! Totally! It just didn’t bother him! He was an observant person, really! While trying to convince himself in his own head, the bus driver answered. Dane’s eyes widened in surprise.[color=00aeef] “Oh, are we that early?” [/color]It was kinda weird how, for a school so huge, there were only a select few on this bus. It was also odd no employees were around, but hey, he wouldn't judge people that only came at the time that was needed, often being a latecomer to class himself.[color=00aeef] “Couldn’t wait to see the kids on your route, huh, mister bus driver?”[/color] he added with a huge grin. Maybe this buff guy was just a big softie - all bus drivers were!