[center][h1][color=39b54a]Erik Fieldson[/color][/h1][/center]

Erik was distracted from his examination of blonde girl by the woman, apparently their English teacher, allowing them entrance. He smiled and thanked her and began moving forward at a steady pace. Erik has already memorized the layout of the campus months ago and moved forward, comfortable in the knowledge that all those behind him would sense no weakness and know that he had received one of the coveted scholarships. Rather than go immediately to his dorm though, he sat at a nearby bench not too far from the entrance. He took in the campus, the sights of the other students, and felt nothing but satisfaction. He glanced over at the group of new students on the other side of the fence and decided to watch the orientation from this side of the fence. But for now, he allowed himself to relax and enjoy. He had made it into Pine Hill, he had set himself up well, overall he had done far more than his father had ever expected of him. Why that man did not see how talented and brilliant his son was, he would never understand. Erik allows a true satisfied smile to spread over his face.