A tired Entrance [Open]

It took a while for Robert to finally reach the school. All of the winter weather caused a delay in flgihts, which caused him having to stay over at an airport. He was happy when they could actually take off. He had never been more relieved to be on a plane. He was okay with flying, but never really cared for how crowded they were from time to time. Luckily his parents had enough money to get him a first class seat. Once they landed it took one cab ride for him to reach the school.

So here he was standing at the enterance of the school. He couldn't quite recall what he was supposed to do. With his hands shoved in his hoodie pockets, and his suitcase beside him, he looked up at the building in front of him. Was he supposed to go in there? Or was he supposed to wait for someone? He closed his eyes for a moment, to try and recall what he was supposed to do, but he ended up falling asleep. Right where he stood. The only thing that told someone he was asleep was the fact that his head was hanging slightly off to the side. After a while he could hear a faint voice saying something to him, but he didn't wake up just yet.

Christopher hopped out of the lifted truck his father had. "Thanks Dad." he mumbled as the truck roared off. He didn't even say goodbye. He was probably off to get drunk somewhere. But what else was new with him?

He shivered in his large winter coat as he walked through the gates of the entrance, noticing another boy in a sweatshirt standing there. "Hey." he said to the boy.

Stephanie let out a cloud of smoke as she breathed in the cold winter air. She never liked the cold. It was dark, dreary, and not to mention freezing. Summer on the other hand was bright, full of exciting trips, and warm. And now with her powers, she needed the sun more than ever.

Bundled up in her coat and scarf, the young girl made her way towards Rosebury after her visit to office to solve some attendance issues. She was running low on chocolate almonds and knew it would only be a few hours before her stash was empty.

The sight of a boy standing in the middle of the walkway, apparently sleeping, peeked her interest. She approached him, curiously looking around trying to understand the situation. He was either very skilled or very tired to be able to fall asleep while standing. Another boy came up to them, casually greeting him. "I think he's asleep," Stephanie chuckled. She snapped her fingers in front of Robert's face. It didn't seem like it would do anything.

Looking down she noticed the luggage at his feet, as well in the hands of the other boy. New students? she wondered. With one hand she lightly tugged on the sleeping boy's ear, curious to see if that would do the trick. The blonde held out her other hand for Christopher. "Hi, I'm Stephanie."

When he felt a slight tug on his ear, that is when he decided to wake up. He lifted his head and looked at the girl, tugging his scarf away from his neck a bit. "Well that was a bit rude." He remarked, not a trace of sleep in his voice though it seemed he would have it. A small smile sat on his features, showing his was joking a bit. "Can't a guy get some sleep around here?"

He looked around for a moment realizing there was another person here too. That must have been the guy he heard. How long was he out? He pulled out his phone to check, but he realized he didn't look at the time before he fell asleep. Eh oh well it wasn't much of a concern. It never lasted long when he randomly fell asleep. So he guess maybe about 30 minutes tops. A hand reached up and adjusted his eye patch, getting tired of the string digging into the same spot of skin for so long. "My name's Robert, or Rob." He said, knowing the girl wasn't talking to him, but decided to introduce himself anyway.

Chris returned Stephanie's handshake. "I'm Christopher. Chris is fine, or Christopher. I don't really have a preference." he replied. He looked over to Robert with a surprised look on his face. "How do you fall asleep standing up? And why don't you fall over?" he asked him. Falling asleep standing up seems like an impossible task.

"Hehe, sorry about that. You were really out of it," Stephanie remarked, pulling her hand away and rubbing the back of her neck with it. She was a little use to tugging on people's ears, what with Cayden's bad attitude and all. She smiled at the pair of new students. "Rob, Chris, nice to meet you!" she chirped.

The little blonde nearly jumped as Juliette came dashing towards them. "A-ah! I-I don't remember getting assigned to show anyone around, sorry. I can if no one else shows up!" the Summer offered.

Rob shrugged it off. "Don't worry about it. I'm just glad you didn't tug to hard." He said with a care-free smile on his face. "I was supposed to show up two days ago, but airplane delays were a pain. The weather in St.Johns wasn't great. So it's probably the planes fault that I have no guide." He said with a shrug, keeping his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. He was a bit surprised how none of them asked him why he had an eye patch. Usually that was the first thing people noticed, and the first think people asked about.

Chris had learned not to ask personal questions until he knew people better. He had more than one scar from his father from asking too many questions. He turned to Juliette. "I'm glad someone's here because I have no idea where I'm going." he said, flashing the smallest of smiles. "Nice to meet you too, Stephanie!" he added, looking towards the girl.

Stephanie giggled. "That would probably explain it," she said to Robert. Her amber eyes glanced over the group, resting on Juliette. "Sure! It'd be cool!" the young Summer cheered. She would never turn down the opportunity to make new friends. She leapt to the other girl's side, smiling up at her brightly. Although she craved more chocolate almonds, making friends was her ultimate priority. The chocolates could wait. Her mood was suddenly brightened at the promise of new friendship. The blonde eagerly stood at Juliette's side, excited to show off her school to these boys.

Robert looked over at Juliette finally getting a good look at her. She was cute, and nice too, but there was something about her that seemed familiar. He couldn't quite place it. He knew he had never met this girl before, he would have remembered that rather easily. His eye scanned her one more time before he discarded the feeling of familiarness, with a shrug. It wasn't much of a concern right now. Right now was getting a tour, and shown where he needed to go. "I'm fine with a large group thing." He said in a casual tone.

Chris nodded. "Me too." he replied. Hopefully coming here would be a new beginning so he could make actual friends instead of his father ruining any chance he had.

"Me? I'm Stephanie Hawke from Wisconsin! You've probably heard of my brother, Cayden. He's quite the trouble maker around here," she giggled. It was astounding how many people knew Cayden at Beata. How many of them hated him, less astounding. She happily walked alongside Juliette, not minding the arm slung over her shoulder. It was common for her to find herself under an arm, whether one rested on her head or shoulders. She glanced back at the newbies with amber eyes. Though she had noticed the small eye patch resting over Robert's eye, she opted not to ask until now. "Could we hear the story of that thing," Stephanie pointed to the eye patch before continuing, "while you're at it?" She kept her tone sweet, in case it brought up unwanted memories for the boy.

Rob did his best not to flinch at the question, he just frowned slightly at the question as they walked along, sort of like he was lost in thought for a moment. He had to give them some answer, and he could show that he had a second eye patch underneath cause he didn't have on on him at the time. Sometimes he did. He shrugged slightly. "Just had some eye trouble before I came, doctor told me to wear it for a while." It was a simple answer. "I'm from St. Johns, Newfoundland. I'm Canadian." He said to the others around him.

"I'm from Illinois." he said simply. He was surprised someone had asked the other boy about the eyepatch. Chris wouldn't have been able to.