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Stormy sat quietly for the most part at the table surrounded by fellow students as she ate her breakfast. The sixteen year old had managed to awaken a good twenty minutes before the announcements were made this morning, and thus was able to avoid a long line. She had been at the academy for roughly two weeks now. Getting up early was a result of sleeping in a strange bed. At least that's what she told the faculty when asked. It wasn't a total lie, but it wasn't the entire truth either.

Finished with her breakfast, Stormy got up from the table, flashed a polite smile at the couple of girls who said good-bye, and proceeded to get rid of her tray and trash. She brushed her long, silky black hair behind her ear as she made her way out of the cafeteria. As Stormy began to pass by the living room a voice, no louder than a whisper, invaded her mind. *[i]Ha. If they had even been around to drill that into me as well.[/i]* The unexpected voice in her head surprised her, and caused the girl to stop in her tracks. She scanned the room in an attempt to find the invader. Since the voice sounded feminine and there was only one girl in the living room it was pretty obvious. Stormy straightened her tops - [url=http://i479.photobucket.com/albums/rr159/shycdf/redtop_zps0ba8f152.jpg]a red short-sleeved stretch top over a white lace trimmed tank[/url]- while flashing a glare of warning at the girl. But, her glare didn't last long as Stormy had to quickly sidestep one boy who was backing out of the room and apparently oblivious that someone was behind him. He also earned himself a glare from Stormy's dark eyes.

The conversation in the living room seem to end quickly as two of the boys said their piece, and one disrespectfully patted the girl on the head, and then left. This left the girl and Ren in the living room alone. Yes, Stormy actually knew Ren's name. How could she forget it? The boy was so pretty... so very pretty.