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"And....there!" Brandon set down the colorful pen that Mrs. Villa handed to him on top of his finished form. He stretched out his fingers, trying to relieve his hand from the pain that was shooting through it. It was cramped from him trying to rush through the form. Honestly, all that he wanted was to head up to his dorm, get settled, and stay there until the Induction Ceremony took place. Getting to his feet, he shuffled his way back to the front desk of the Office. Making a light cough to capture the brunette's attention, he smiled softly as Mrs. Villa whipped her head in his direction. She noticed that he had placed the clipboard with his finished form on her desk and nudged towards her. Immediately, she reached out for it, beaming as she was once before.
"All done, sweetie? Yes? Well, I'll just get the rest of your things ready...," Mrs. Villa rambled before trailing off, taking the clipboard back. Brandon watched as the woman got to her feet and began to shuffle around, grabbing multiple things. Soon, she was back in her seat and handing the brunet a few things. "Now, you should have all of your paperwork and your set of dorm keys. Your dorm number should be engraved on the key. To find the boys' dorms, just follow the signs that are placed on the wall to guide you places." Brandon could only nod as he took everything in. "Off you go, little one! Oh, I almost forgot. The Induction Ceremony shall be at eleven-fifteen," Mrs. Villa added as an afterthought before bidding him one more farewell. Being as polite as he was, he bid her a farewell, too, before exiting the Office. Once outside of the room and into the halls of Poloure Academy, his eyes immediately began to search for the signs that she had spoken about. It didn't take him long to find them for they were quite large and stood out from the walls. They really made sure that no one would get lost, the Dragon Shifter thought as he began to follow the signs and what direction they pointed in. As he walked and turned corners, only to walk some more, his mind began to wander on that morning.
"Brandon, honey! Get up before you'll be late to school!"
Brandon groaned as his Grandmother's voice floated up to his room, sounding muffled as it tried to penetrate the door. Slowly sitting up, the brunet sat in his bed, blinking slowly. Spending as long as he did sleeping late and waking up late, he definitely wasn't use to waking up before the Sun approached. Why was he even up so early anyway? Oh, right, his Grandmother wanted him to be on time for his first day of school. If it wasn't for his Grandmother in the first place, he would have still been sleep. Hearing his Grandmother call him once more, the young male decided to actually get out of his bed, shivering when his legs swung out of the warmth from his covers. One thing that he always hated about waking up: the cold air that would nip at his bared, or even clothed, skin. Moving with speed of a zombie, Brandon went around his room to take care of his business - brush his teeth, wash his face, get dressed in his uniform. It was a quite spiffy uniform and he enjoyed wearing it. After he was dressed and had all of his belongings, he put them all in his backpack, throwing it onto his back afterwards. It was then that he went downstairs for breakfast.
The brunet's Grandmother was quite the cook. That being said, she had made him a big and nutritious breakfast to start him off for the day. It was rare that he got such breakfast buffets so he savored it as much as he could. Or as much as his Grandmother would let him before she was rushing him and unconsciously making him stuff his face. After a few near-death experiences (not really, he just chocked a few times) and a cup of orange juice, Brandon was ready to take on the academic universe that was known as school. His Grandmother had offered to drop him off, but he declined it, saying how she had already done enough for one morning and should relax, which is exactly what she went to go do. With a smile on his face, he had kissed her goodbye before heading out of the house, to his car, and heading to Poloure Academy.
Now, he was walking up a mahogany, spiral staircase that had interesting markings in black on its railings. He would take some to trace them and analyze them, but he was to close to his dorm to stop now. Upon his arrival to where the dorms where held, the hall would split into two paths. On the left was the girls' dormitory and to the right was the boys' dormitory. Taking the right path, obviously, Brandon scanned the numbers of the dorm rooms until he reached his own, which happened to be Dorm 1. Fishing his key out of his back pocket, he placed it into the key lock and gave it a turn, hearing the familiar click. Twisting the door knob and pushing it open, he let out a relieved sigh as he entered, happy to be somewhere where he could relax for a while. The brunet wondered if he would have a roommate and if it would be a Hunter. Most likely, he thought with a slight frown. It was a school for both of the species, after all. Rolling his luggage near the one of the empty beds, he flopped down onto it in no time. It was silent as he let his mind wander for a moment, looking at his phone every now and then. Once, he caught the time, which read 8:30 AM. He still had a lot of time to settle in and break in the new bed, which is exactly what Brandon was going to do because he was tired from that morning. As his eyes fluttered close, he wondered how school would be like here.
[The introduction everyone! I'm sorry for any mistakes or anything, I was practically falling asleep while writing this. Hope it's okay, though. ^^]
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"And....there!" Brandon set down the colorful pen that Mrs. Villa handed to him on top of his finished form. He stretched out his fingers, trying to relieve his hand from the pain that was shooting through it. It was cramped from him trying to rush through the form. Honestly, all that he wanted was to head up to his dorm, get settled, and stay there until the Induction Ceremony took place. Getting to his feet, he shuffled his way back to the front desk of the Office. Making a light cough to capture the brunette's attention, he smiled softly as Mrs. Villa whipped her head in his direction. She noticed that he had placed the clipboard with his finished form on her desk and nudged towards her. Immediately, she reached out for it, beaming as she was once before.
"All done, sweetie? Yes? Well, I'll just get the rest of your things ready...," Mrs. Villa rambled before trailing off, taking the clipboard back. Brandon watched as the woman got to her feet and began to shuffle around, grabbing multiple things. Soon, she was back in her seat and handing the brunet a few things. "Now, you should have all of your paperwork and your set of dorm keys. Your dorm number should be engraved on the key. To find the boys' dorms, just follow the signs that are placed on the wall to guide you places." Brandon could only nod as he took everything in. "Off you go, little one! Oh, I almost forgot. The Induction Ceremony shall be at eleven-fifteen," Mrs. Villa added as an afterthought before bidding him one more farewell. Being as polite as he was, he bid her a farewell, too, before exiting the Office. Once outside of the room and into the halls of Poloure Academy, his eyes immediately began to search for the signs that she had spoken about. It didn't take him long to find them for they were quite large and stood out from the walls. They really made sure that no one would get lost, the Dragon Shifter thought as he began to follow the signs and what direction they pointed in. As he walked and turned corners, only to walk some more, his mind began to wander on that morning.
"Brandon, honey! Get up before you'll be late to school!"
Brandon groaned as his Grandmother's voice floated up to his room, sounding muffled as it tried to penetrate the door. Slowly sitting up, the brunet sat in his bed, blinking slowly. Spending as long as he did sleeping late and waking up late, he definitely wasn't use to waking up before the Sun approached. Why was he even up so early anyway? Oh, right, his Grandmother wanted him to be on time for his first day of school. If it wasn't for his Grandmother in the first place, he would have still been sleep. Hearing his Grandmother call him once more, the young male decided to actually get out of his bed, shivering when his legs swung out of the warmth from his covers. One thing that he always hated about waking up: the cold air that would nip at his bared, or even clothed, skin. Moving with speed of a zombie, Brandon went around his room to take care of his business - brush his teeth, wash his face, get dressed in his uniform. It was a quite spiffy uniform and he enjoyed wearing it. After he was dressed and had all of his belongings, he put them all in his backpack, throwing it onto his back afterwards. It was then that he went downstairs for breakfast.
The brunet's Grandmother was quite the cook. That being said, she had made him a big and nutritious breakfast to start him off for the day. It was rare that he got such breakfast buffets so he savored it as much as he could. Or as much as his Grandmother would let him before she was rushing him and unconsciously making him stuff his face. After a few near-death experiences (not really, he just chocked a few times) and a cup of orange juice, Brandon was ready to take on the academic universe that was known as school. His Grandmother had offered to drop him off, but he declined it, saying how she had already done enough for one morning and should relax, which is exactly what she went to go do. With a smile on his face, he had kissed her goodbye before heading out of the house, to his car, and heading to Poloure Academy.
Now, he was walking up a mahogany, spiral staircase that had interesting markings in black on its railings. He would take some to trace them and analyze them, but he was to close to his dorm to stop now. Upon his arrival to where the dorms where held, the hall would split into two paths. On the left was the girls' dormitory and to the right was the boys' dormitory. Taking the right path, obviously, Brandon scanned the numbers of the dorm rooms until he reached his own, which happened to be Dorm 1. Fishing his key out of his back pocket, he placed it into the key lock and gave it a turn, hearing the familiar click. Twisting the door knob and pushing it open, he let out a relieved sigh as he entered, happy to be somewhere where he could relax for a while. The brunet wondered if he would have a roommate and if it would be a Hunter. Most likely, he thought with a slight frown. It was a school for both of the species, after all. Rolling his luggage near the one of the empty beds, he flopped down onto it in no time. It was silent as he let his mind wander for a moment, looking at his phone every now and then. Once, he caught the time, which read 8:30 AM. He still had a lot of time to settle in and break in the new bed, which is exactly what Brandon was going to do because he was tired from that morning. As his eyes fluttered close, he wondered how school would be like here.
[The introduction everyone! I'm sorry for any mistakes or anything, I was practically falling asleep while writing this. Hope it's okay, though. ^^]
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