Azar looked at Amelia her face quizzical wondering why she had started when she had spoken of skipping. Maybe she too had gotten in trouble at her last school for skipping one to many classes. “it is nice to meet you Rylan, according to my grandmothers letters I live here when I was born but my mother ran with me after they had a fight. So I really don’t know anything about the town. Maybe some time you could show us around.” Azar smiled at his chuckle, she liked the sound of it. “Sure it would be nice and then we can find out what classes we have in common. I don’t expect to have any electives, I missed to much school at my last one. So they will probably have put me in makeup classes.” Nodding to Amelia she waved towards the school. “Shall we go in and see what our new jailers have for us?”