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Old 01-28-2012, 07:10 AM

*Daphne Laine*

Daphne looked around the room, trying to stifle a yawn. It wasn't even that early. Why was she so tired? She really did have to get a better sleep schedule down... for her own sanity.

Listening to the teacher calling names, she waited till her name was called, wondering if the professor would manage to get her last name right. She noticed a boy with white hair, that seemed uncomfortable when he was called on, which she got - seeing his name. But something about him drew her attention to him. That just seemed to draw her in. She just couldn't place it. She partially jumped when she heard her name called.

"Daphne Laine."

She gave an internal fist pump, and a smile as she raised her hand. "Here."

"Welcome to the class, Miss Laine."

She gave the teacher a smile and signed, really without realizing it *Thank you!* Waiting for the rest of roll call and all that first day business to finish up, so they could get onto the fun part of the class, she started doodling rough sketches of her classmates around her on her sketchpad that she had sitting in front of her, something that she took with her pretty much everywhere she went.

As the professor gave them instructions on what she wanted them to do, she slipped her sketchpad into her bag beside her seat, and got up to get some of the larger paper that was needed for this project, and found a sheet being offered to her by Ray Koon.

"Oh, thank you very much." She gave a slight smile, before trying to brush her hair out of her face, by tucking it behind her ear. Heading back to her desk, she settled down, setting out supplies, before starting on the project.

After a short while, she gave up fighting with her hair, and with a sigh - reached down, grabbing a hair tie off of a clip that she had on the strap of her bag, and put her hair up into a ponytail. Before getting back into her work, she looked around at those closest to her, to see how they were doing, signing unconsciously to herself - which was something that she usually got odd looks for, as she didn't realize she was doing it sometimes.