Now Rose had singing. She walked to singing.

The class ended fairly quickly, but that was cause Dominique was doodling half of the time. She walked over to music, one of her favorite classes. She hummed a random song as she walked to class "Kidnap the Sandy Claws, lock him up real tight, throw away the keys and turn off all the lights." She knew that this song wasn't really "in season", but she had it in her head. When she arrived a lot of the seats were empty. People were spread out on the floor, in various groups. There were people writing songs, forming bands, and even just sitting and improvising music.

Her, herself took out an mp3 player and sat next to a group improvising a guitar song. There were two people with guitars, one had an electric and one acoustic. Another person was there helping them record songs. The person playing acoustic started to play a cover of a random song. Dominique noted a few small differences in pitch when they were playing, but remained silent. Is it just me, or do my teachers have a string of being late? She shrugged and continued to listen to the guitar players.
"Welcome to my world, where everyone I need, always ends up leaving me..."
They were playing the song in her mp3 player, ironically. She paused her player and let their words flow through her. "Wow arrive when I start to enjoy this class." Dominique muttered this as the teacher came in.

Ooc: -dead- Well, this week is a busy week. Dx


Classes seemed longer than they really were, Arram didn't mind as long as they remained interesting and kept his attention. The start of the second class, and he was staring out one of the windows, Patiently waiting for class to start. Arram was used to waiting, he was always early for his classes.

Anylia walked down the fairly empty classes, "Dance..." It was quite important that she find this class and so she stood for a moment and as a last resort searched a couple of minds; none of which had any relevant information. The red head sighed.

Band wasn't as boring as language arts class in Dominique's opinion at least. She seemed to have trouble with the instrument she was assigned, but whenever the others were off key, she would tell them. A few thought of her as a critical and didn't have the right to say that since Dominique herself wasn't good with X instrument. Others took her remarks well and tried to get it right. Unfortunately this situation was the former.
"What right do you have calling me an off key player, when I play better and faster than you?" The disgruntled student pointed a finger at Dominique.
"Oh you play faster, but at least I keep my instrument tuned.." Dominique said this loud enough for everyone to hear. "And at least I don't sing flat."Even though I can't exactly carry much of a tune. The banter continued until the teacher broke them off telling them to complete their assignment rather than waste energy arguing.

The assignment was to try to improvise a piece either on paper on by playing. She didn't really care since she could just write something random. The teacher seemed to be an easygoing person for now or maybe the teach just wanted to start them off easy before unloading trucks of work. then again this was band. At most schools I know off isn't the only work practice cards or whatever? Hmm, well with this class, the name should be changed to "Making the Band". She stopped herself and shook her head. She didn't want to be reminded of bad, overrated music.

Seeing as how he was late, very late; half the day had just gone by, Dawn didn't really see any purpose in going to any classes that day. Teachers wouldn't care, now would they?

His luggage would be arriving later that day, and seeing how it was exactly half the day, lunch break would be arriving soon. Deciding to beat everyone to the good lines, he started on his epic journey.

As Rose walked to singing class she spotted a boy with lightish blond hair walking down teh hallways towards the lunch hall. She turned to him and spoke, "Hi," she said with a smile, "I'm Rose." she added. "And you are?" she asked.

A bit taken back by surprise at the random introduction, Dawn was still able to reply.

"Dawn, here. Odd how we have word-names."

Rose nodded and smiled at teh boy. Then she glanced at a clock in the hallway. "Ooops! Gotta dash!" she said, "I have singing now." she began running towarfsd signing class. "Bye!" she called out.

Dominique was bored. To her that was the only way to describe it. She couldn't think of what to do for the assignment in class and decided to just watch everyone else. The room seemed to be buzzing with ideas and tunes, making it seem like she was the odd one out. Of course the class was rather varied. It consisted of everything, but stereotypical band geeks. Well, at least I'll find some real characters here.

She walked over to where those guitarists were sitting earlier, to still find them there, discussing the assignment, at least that's what it looked like. "So, you guys have any idea what you're going to do for it?" They answered with a shrug, but tested out some chords on the acoustic. Well, they don't seem to know, but at least they have something. Not like me, I wait until the last minute to do this.

Rose burst into the classroom. "Sorry I'm late." she said fluistered. "I got a little lost." she explained. The teacher merely smiled at her and told her to take a seat. Rose sat doiwn relieved that she wasn't in trouble. Then she turned her attention to teh teacher and began listening to her words.

(( Hey guys sorry, I've neglected the roleplay. -shot- ))

Arram had been looking forward to the start of his first class, sport performance. It seemed like a good idea to start off the day with athletic activities, nothing like a good job to wake you up. He was fairly good at running and sports, so it would prove to be an enjoyable class. The teacher explained that the first day was a introduction to what they were to expect within the course. The class so far was going by at a very slow pace.

((So have I ._.))
Dominique finally finished her band work, but was left with nothing to do. She surveyed the room and found that everyone was either playing an instrument now or just sleeping. She was about to sleep, but found that she couldn't. Nothing to do now, my mp3 has been low on battery, but I suppose it's almost time to leave anyway. She grabbed a pen and started to draw on herself, not caring if she would get "ink poisoning". After that became pointless she saw that the teacher wasn't looking and sneaked out the door.

The hallways were empty, as expected. She went around peaking into classrooms, but they seemed to be as boring as her class. She walked out, making sure that they thought she was in whatever class it was. It was then that she saw Arram in sports performance.