[i]"Man, is this really necessary?"[/i] The clearly annoyed voice belonged to Logan, the white-haired boy ruffling a hand through his... unusually colored hair to put a few annoying strands back into their annoying place. Logan was sitting as if he was in his house's sofa, pretty... lazy on the chair, his hands resting over his hips as both of his legs were sprawled forward, his feet resting against the back of an unlucky someone's chair. His eyes darted between face to face, no one really caught his interest, or made his eyes sparkle with desire, no, nothing of that. And while he tried to assume things about people, such as their past, their powers, their abilities, their personalities; for no real reason at all, the speech continued. A smirk crossed his lips while he eyed a some reddish-brown haired girl a few seats away. [i]Look at that, I bet she's some shy, insecure poor girl who just goes 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't meant to'. Oh, and what about these clothes? Bet she had that kind of over protective parents, uhhh, and all she can do is become invisible.[/i] Of course he wasn't right on what he was mentally assuming, but he enjoyed to think that he was. Either way, the speech was nearly over... or so it seemed. Jokes usually come around the end, and hey, the mister Rockjaw... no, Rockshaw, had just made a joke towards a particular student. Wait, student? Logan's eyes instantly traveled towards the dark-skinned boy, a hmpf escaping him. [i]Nice hair color, jackarse.[/i] And then, freedom. Apparently they had just been welcomed to the Academy. And just as Logan stood himself up to leave, the boy who he already held certain grudge against based on purely asthethic reasons had took over the microphone, another speech? God no... [center][b]"Bring a friend!"[/b][/center] [i]"Oh, yeah. It's my first year here, I've certainly made thousands of friends on the first day."[/i] Logan thought out loud, though barely audible enough for someone to hear him, unless someone was quite close and paying a lot of attention to the boy. He shrugged his shoulders, deciding now that making a friend until 9PM was impossible to him and it'd better if he just did something else rather than going to a party. He had never been in a party, and from what he knew, parties were filled with people vomiting and eating one another.... Yeah. With a grunt, he started to move himself around people... Until he grew bored of repeating "Excuse me" and then simply disappeared into nothingness, reappearing a second after next to the door which he assumed to take him to the school's halls. [i]Damn, this year will suck.[/i]