Lucy scanned the room, gathering in the reactions made clearly by her fellow peers. Her assumptions were correct; most of the students were rather put off by her introduction, and some even avoided her gaze altogether. And yet despite that, she caught the attention of some who were either lightly smirking or simply curious. She mentally smiled. Indeed, this would be interesting. Mr. Henderson fidgeted with a textbook on his desk, apparently not expecting such a lifeless arrival.

"Er, is that all Ms. Bastion?"

"Yes."

"Nothing else you'd like to share with us? We'll be your family from now on an-"

"No. There's nothing else."

Mr. Henderson blinked. "Oh, er, ok. Please have a seat then."

Lucy wordlessly walked back to her desk, the sound of her footsteps the only thing heard as the class lay silent. Sighing, Mr. Henderson stood up and began to write some notes on the board in front. The class' unease gradually dissolved as the day's daily lesson began. Lucy remained silent, keeping her eyes focused only on the notebook she was writing in.

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The bell had rung, signaling lunch time. Lucy had spent the majority of her periods giving the same introduction and receiving the same reactions. She chose not to follow the crowd to the cafeteria, instead enjoying her small lunch in homeroom. Not alot of people were there, just a few students. Chewing on her sandwich, she looked down at her left wrist to make sure her bracelet was still there. Changing locations had made her just a bit paranoid, and she wanted to make sure that at least something of hers remained intact. She grimaced. 

They had stolen from her. Something precious.....

Choosing to dismiss these thoughts, Lucy took out a separate notebook with a green cover. She leafed through the pages finding a fresh new one. Taking out a pen, she began to scribble down notes to god knows what. She didn't think to care who'd be watching her or who'd actually have the nerve to talk to her in such a state.