12-31-2012, 07:19 PM
"Oh." Marco simply responded as the girl informed him. He took a mental note of there names, figuring they could come in handy eventually. He shrugged as he watched them both disappear into the dorm room, before turning back and going to his own.
Second drawer, right? He asked himself, as he entered his room. He yanked it open, revealing the fancy piece of paper. He studied it, not seeing any classes that bothered him. For the most part they were normal classes; Algebra 2, Literature, Science. Things he would've studied at home. And then of course there were the not-so-normal ones; Physic training, Physic history Year 2. Those were the ones he was most eager about. He put the paper in his bag, before pulling out the dreadful uniform they had been required to wear.
Marco slipped it on, not bothering to pay attention to any of it's details. He was sure he looked awful, never being one to wear ties, and knew he didn't need to make sure of it. He wondered how many students would forgot to wear there's, or just plain choose not to. Were there consequences for that? He pushed the thought aside, and decided to get a move on. He usually would've found his way to the café for breakfast, but decided not try anything they made just yet, as he still found the school odd.
Marco figured he might as well make an attempt to find his classes, no reason to be late on the first day. He pulled out his schedule again, reading the room numbers for each of them.
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Ellie smiled as she stood in a corner of the café, carefully observing the students. She'd always found herself guessing who'd she would be getting in her class, and what their abilities were. The new kiddos were always her favorite, each of them reminding her of her first day attending here, and how nervous she was. She chuckled slightly at the ones that were in their uniforms, knowing that the uniforms had been her least favorite part of the academy.
She decided to head back to her classroom once the voice on the overhead was heard, knowing she had some straightening up to do. She hadn't entered her classroom since break, and it always seemed like the original cluster multiplied whenever she was away.
Ellie quickly cleaned up a bit, placing the books on their proper shelves, and writing her last name neatly on the board, like she had done for years. She placed her hair in a ponytail, always feeling more professional when she had done so. She figured students wouldn't be able to take a teacher with pink hair incredibly seriously, so she was constantly working hard to prove that she could be a good authoritative figure no matter how silly she appeared to be.
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