September 3rd was not a day Leone Valcrosse had been looking forward to. Not since he was transferred to a human school. He still had no clue as to what he'd be getting paid. And even worse, he had a horrible feeling about this year. He knew that mixing with humans was a horrible, horrible, horrible idea. He let out an annoyed sigh as some asshole cut him off when he tried to pull in the parking lot. Like, seriously, they were both educated adults and both on time, so what was the point? How the fuck should he know. With a sigh, the daemon pulled his truck into the parking lot and slowly drove around, looking for his assigned parking spot. He found it in the very back of the lot, a scowl becoming evident on his face. He grabbed his briefcase and the enormous black leather bound book that was taking up the majority of the seat next to him. He could feel the dread prickling up his spine as he got out of the truck and locked it. The daemon supposed that there was absolutely no turning back now. He noticed a large group of human parents gathered outside the main entrance of the school. They did not seem all that pleased with his presence... Merely adding to his discomfort. When several of them refused to move out of his way, he let out a soft sigh and uttered a spell under his breath. "Vorpous insidum." He disappeared and reappeared inside the school. He walked with purpose into the main office, where his gaze met with the principal's. "Please remove that crowd from the front of the school. I don't want my students to feel threatened on their first day of school." His voice was cold as he spoke, his temperament well contained. With his piece said, he collected some papers from his mail box and headed off to his room. Thankfully his words hadn't fallen upon deaf ears, as when the first busses began to pull in, there were very few parents still lingering outside the main doors.