Roleplay between @Gorgeous♠Chaos and @Scorpio Queen Tristan Porter Tristan woke with a jolt from his deep slumber. The annoying alarm clock given to him by his ex-best friend was ringing loudly. Hitting the snooze button, Tristan threw the covers off of him and stood. His old bedroom was located on the second floor of his parent's house, which he was staying at for the week previous to school. There was no denying that Tristan's parents house was much closer to the International Spy Academy this year, than Tristan's was. So by driving for a two days straight, it saved Tristan a few hundreds for transportation to Manchester England. Sluggishly walking out of his room, Tristan made his way down to the bathroom. As he walked he glanced at the family pictures that lined the wall in perfect picture frames. Everything about his parent's place was warm and familiar, yet cookie-cutter. For some reason the whole cookie cutter family drew away suspicion from the family. Tristan would never understand that. Guessing the people of South Portland Maine was just stupid enough to believe the act his parents put on for years. Reaching the bathroom, Tristan noticed the door was shut. Knocking on it, a voice came through. "I'm in here." The faint sound of his mother's voice echoed through the walls causing Tristan to groan. She was always in there every morning since his arrival. Did she have her own bathroom? Tristan turned to leave, but immediately hurried the creak of the door opening. Turning back around, he came face to face with his mother, Alexandria. "Hello mother." He said meekly before walking around her and into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Once inside, Tristan walked to the bathroom mirror and examined himself. He looked like he hadn't slept in a week. Which was true to an extent. His parents had been waking him early the other six days, today was only different because he was leaving. After Tristan's shower, He walked back to his room and looked through his suitcases for an outfit. Picking out a white t-shirt, dark wash jeans, tan work boots, and a brown beanie he put them on. He really wasn't one for formal clothing. It just wasn't him. Zipping up his luggage, he stood them up and pulled them out of the room. His plane would be leaving in an hour and a half, leaving him just enough time to eat. Placing his bags by the front door, Tristan went into the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl. Taking a bite of the apple he pulled open the fridge door and examined it's contents. Nothing worth eating resided inside. Tristan sighed and closed the fridge. Guess this apple will just have to do, he thought as he left the room. There was no use in forcing himself to eat something he didn't want. So, Tristan grabbed his bags and looked up the stairs. "I'll see you later, mom." He said before walking out of the house and to the taxi he had ordered the night previous. ~8 hours later~Post airplane trip and long car ride, Tristan arrived at the academy for this year. It was out a little ways outside of Manchester and resided in the forest. The building which was converted into the academy was in fact and old business building that had been long forgotten. It would work for this year's candidates. Tristan could see many other candidates arriving for orientation, which was being held at four in the evening. He wondered who out of them would be his partner, but looking at some of them he hoped none of them would be his partner. They were just so...gross. Walking into the great hall, Tristan checked in and allowed some of the helpers to take his bags to his dorm room. He then proceeded in to see a podium on the top of the steps. It wouldn't be long, but some part of Tristan really hated waiting.