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Feb. 15th, 2010 at 1:12 PM
Who: Freya, OPEN
When: School day, morning
Where: entrance hall, lobby, by the lockers
Freya sighed. She walked through the large double-doors, and was amazed at the mere size of the building.
"Wow..."
She found her way to the registration office, which took about 20 minutes due to gawking. She saw there was another girl in line, Goth.
She was about to say hi, but the girl was finished and left. Freya was next up, finished her business, found her classes and locker number.
Making her way to the locker, she saw.. a lot of people she didn't recognize.
And she was starting to get nervous. She practiced deep breathing with every step, until she found her locker.
She noticed she was down a set of lockers from an attractive blonde. Just a few inches shorter than her, wearing a black blouse and denim jeans. Her eyes were hard, like she'd seen more than enough pain and loss in her life. And she didn't seem very talkative. She'd noticed she saw her when she came through the doors, and their eyes met for an instant.
She tried her combination and... nothing.
"Dammit!" Great, her first day and she needs rescuing.
When: School day, morning
Where: entrance hall, lobby, by the lockers
Freya sighed. She walked through the large double-doors, and was amazed at the mere size of the building.
"Wow..."
She found her way to the registration office, which took about 20 minutes due to gawking. She saw there was another girl in line, Goth.
She was about to say hi, but the girl was finished and left. Freya was next up, finished her business, found her classes and locker number.
Making her way to the locker, she saw.. a lot of people she didn't recognize.
And she was starting to get nervous. She practiced deep breathing with every step, until she found her locker.
She noticed she was down a set of lockers from an attractive blonde. Just a few inches shorter than her, wearing a black blouse and denim jeans. Her eyes were hard, like she'd seen more than enough pain and loss in her life. And she didn't seem very talkative. She'd noticed she saw her when she came through the doors, and their eyes met for an instant.
She tried her combination and... nothing.
"Dammit!" Great, her first day and she needs rescuing.