Olivia stood in the center of the crowd, unsure of what to do with herself. Her hands fidgeted with the hem of her dress, and the tip of her left foot tapped on the ground. She flexed her fingers to keep them from betraying her unsteady nerves. Not to mention from picking the seam of her dress apart. She shifted her weight, biting her lip as she surveyed the other students.
She wanted to speak to someone, but wasn't sure if the rules between superiors and inferiors existed when they were all together like this. She had never been much of a people person, so to speak, but this was different. Back home she chose to isolate herself be wise she was smarter than the rest of the people in her town, and had busier herself with studying and experimenting. Here, though, there were no people of dull wit, just the bright, and the brighter.
Olivia herself was of the latter, a genius among the genius, and she imputed her social skills, or lack thereof, as the downside to brilliance. Or madness, depending on how you looked at it.
She made her way over to a girl who standing as awkwardly as she was, hoping her long white tresses wouldn't cause problems, considering the girl she was heading towards had brown hair.
