Rhea dragged Ella along with her towards the two students sitting under the tree. The girl looked afraid, hiding behind her brother, who seemed to notice them and grinned. Rhea had to admit, his smile was infectious, and she found herself smiling too.

"Good Morning ladies! My name is Jasper Merrin, but you can call me Jazz. And this is my lovely twin sister Emilia." He announced boldly, dragging her out from behind him and keeping her in front of him with crossed arms and setting his chin on her head. No wonder why they looked alike, they were twins! Rhea noticed the height difference between the twins and thought that it was cute. He apologized for his sister's behavior, and was about to call it ridiculous when he sputtered over the word in response to a sharp jab in the ribs from his sister. Letting her go, they proceeded to have a sibling quarrel in front of Ella and Rhea.

"Good lord woman you're so abusive for being 'shy'." He glared at her, rubbing the back of his head. Rhea had to admit that she was a little jealous. She had always wanted an older brother, but her step-siblings weren't the siblings she dreamed of. She smiled a little bit at him.

"Sorry if we bothered you. It was just a good shot to not draw." He said, holding up a sketchbook with Ella sitting and Rhea sleeping under the giant oak tree, all done in pencil. She was surprised at the boy's skill. He had a way with a pencil and imagination, she would give him that. He grinned, and it seemed that the whole area around them lit up with the brightness of Jazz's smile. Rhea peered over it and gasped.

"You drew this in less than twenty minutes?? This is really good!" Rhea exhaled, blinking at the picture. It was beautiful indeed. She wondered if he was taking an art class; his skills were something no one can ignore.

"By the way, I'm Rhea, as in a ray of sunshine. Nice to meet you, Jazz and Emilia!" Rhea smiled at the girl, who seemed to be a little less tense, but was still hiding behind her brother.

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George, arriving at his dorm room, had flopped onto the empty mattress and somehow managed to fall asleep. When he woke up, it had already been an hour since he had come. He had seen a group of students on the green lawn in front of the main campus, which was HUGE. He wondered if the students were lost or if they were just skipping class. But that wasn't his job to worry about. The security guards will end up putting them in line anyway.

To be honest, he was trying to not expect too much after teaching at that hell-hole of a school. He just hoped that there would be a better chance for his teaching to grow and flourish.

Deciding it would be best to get his things situated, he started to clean and renovate his room, where he will be staying for the next year. He was excited and worried at the same time. What if the students were much smarter than the teachers here? He has seen it happen more than once, and he didn't want to be victim to that.

Pushing the thought aside, he focused on the rearrangement of his room.