"Tch. What a drag."
The blue haired boy tossed the black covered book onto the floor, where it lay surrounded by a forest of other books. Spica lay on his white comfortable bed for a few more minutes, staring up at the white ceiling. Having finished reading the second book of the Twilight series, the werewolf couldn't help but feel disappointed that the heroine managed to arrive in time to save that vampire of hers. "Well, I just hope the movie they're making for this makes up for the lame story." The papers that were handed to him by Mrs. Turner before the orientation rested on the small couch at the foot of his bed. They included a map of the school and where his dorm was.

He slowly got up and looked out the small window by his bed. Silver Crest. It's great castle loomed in the distance, just beyond the dorms. One of the few schools that actually let the different species study together. "Must've been tough getting people to come to this place." he said to himself. After he had heard of this school, his curiosity about it grew and he asked his parents to let him attend it. His parents greatly abhorred the idea and prohibited him from saying any more. He was to attend the Wolcott Institute of Technology instead, an academy exclusively for werewolves. But the spoiled Spica would have his way no matter what and enrolled himself into Silver Crest despite the threat of being disowned.

He watched as different students were walking about on the school grounds, coming in and out of the five dorm buildings and heading to and from the different school facilities. Since classes weren't going to start until the next day, he decided to do as the other students were doing and explore a little. He picked up the map of the school and thoroughly searched it. 'What would be interesting?' he thought, 'The library?' He looked around his room. There were already enough books scattered about the place. They ranged from The Tale of Igor's Campaign to Divine Comedy. He wouldn't need to visit that wonderful place [library] for a while. 'How about the cafeteria? No, maybe later.' He didn't feel hungry at the moment, having eaten a hearty breakfast before arriving at the school. 'Aha! A swimming pool!'

Spica packed his sports bag and, avoiding trampling on the rest of the twilight series, walked out of his room. Looking around the spacious living room, it seemed his dorm mate had already moved her things into her room and, after listening for any sounds, Spica safely assumed she had gone out somewhere as well. He left the werewolf dorm building and made his way to the swimming and diving arena.

[I'm just leaving an opening for my dorm mate if I ever get one :)]