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What an adventure! Although the plane ride across the ocean was pretty boring at times, it was the most excitement Hannah had ever encountered in her life! Yeah, coming from a third world country she was a bit nervous, but then again, what was there to be nervous about? Everyone here was just a teenager like her and had a gift. Well, except her gift wasn't the most powerful, but she still got to have fun messing with people. It wasn't that she meant to be mean, but honestly didn't know better. Life in a place like Ukraine wasn't very enjoyable, but with her power and younger siblings, everyday was as fun as they could make it.

Stepping out of the car, the brunette grabbed her backpack and started walking towards the entrance. Compared to what she'd seen, it was a grand place. The Victorian style gave it a nice, homey feel, and she couldn't wait to start school. The friends she'd meet, the enemies she'd make, the couples she'd toy with, she couldn't wait. Although coming here seemed like fun and games, Hannah knew that her parents loved her dearly and only wanted what was best for her education, but she worried that sending her to America took practically all they had. Letting out a sigh, the girl stopped by the fountain. Who am I kidding, I'm a nervous wreck. Not only was fitting in a factor of her sudden change of heart, but she barely knew how to speak English. How would anyone understand her? Maybe someone can teach me! The girl thought to herself with a very small amount of hope.

Not really knowing where to go, Hannah just kind of stood there, wondering if she would see any students soon. Maybe they were in class? Besides a gentle breeze that ruffled the leaves of trees and the trickle of water from the fountain, the entrance might as well been a ghost town.

Sera had been walking around, tampering with the weather as she practised her gift. She had been a bit distracted as she slowly changed the temperature and ended up walking into an initiate. She stumbled backwards and caught herself before looking at who she'd bumped into. "Oh, la naiba! Apologies, are you okay?" She asked, eyes worriedly examining the girl. She looked near her age, if a bit younger, and looked rather confused.

ooc- kinda short, sorry ;-;

Not too far off was a white-haired boy sitting on a bench next to the fountain just in front of the main building. He had decided to try to tour the school since this was his new home and it was nice not to have any company currently. He hadn't had much time to himself and he was tired of having to translate everything in his head before he spoke. It was more painstaking to speak English than he thought it would be. With a heavy sigh, he leaned back to enjoy the nice day until he heard the voices of the two girls off to his side. Looking over, he watched them timidly, hoping he wouldn't catch their attention. Neither one of them seemed to be American which would make it that much more difficult to converse. So, he simply sat there quietly.

Jayden knew a thing or two about people not understanding him. After all, it was hard to converse with someone when you couldn't talk. Still, he was in a lovely mood that day (for whatever reason) and he sat on a bench, legs stretched across the entirety of it, a ukulele in his lap as he strummed out random chords, throwing together a song he thought would fit the overall mood of the sunny day. Something calm, but light and happy, not too overpowering or jarring. As he strummed, he watched people make their way around, some people enjoying the day like himself, and a girl who seemed to be just getting there. Another girl accidentally backed into her, and he watched their encounter as it unfolded.

Looking the other way and daydreaming, Hannah failed to hear someone walking towards her and when a girl bumped into her, her heart practically leaped out of her chest. Looking behind her after she stumbled forward a bit, she got a quick glance of the girl's appearance, and her gift started to act up again. Momentarily, Hannah shifted and soon, an exact copy of the person who bumped into her stood staring at the original. Oh no, not now! Realizing she' shifted, she focused on her power and turned back into her normal self. "Yeah, I'm fine, sorry about that," Hannah said with an embarrassed smile, pissed that her power acted up, around the first person she met. Great first impression.

Sera's eyes widened as a copy of herself formed, and she stumbled back a bit before the girl shifted back. "Woah," she breathed, before shaking her head to clear her thoughts a bit. "It's no problem." She replied with a smile. "Oh, um, are you new? I'm Sera," she said quietly, sticking out her hand for a shake. A long, thin, black glove was attatched to her arm, making it a bit difficult to curl her fingers, but whatever. She noticed a couple of people nearby, but did not acknowledge their presence yet.

Suddenly, there was a lot to take in. As he observed, he saw one girl change into an exact copy of the other which had taken Dimitris completely off guard. He hadn't realized that someone was able to do that. It was still taking him some time to get used to the fact that he was now living at a school filled with only gifted students like himself, but there were things that he couldn't really understand. All of this coming from a guy who can control ice. On top of that, there was another guy not too far off playing what looked like a small guitar. It sounded familiar, but Dimitris couldn't remember what the instrument was called. This was weird. How did all of these people get here?

Shaking the girl's hand, a smile never wavered from her face. Hannah was so happy to meet someone nice, and hoped that maybe this girl could help her. "Nice to meet you, I'm Hannah," the brunette said in a thick Ukrainian accent. Before she could introduce herself anymore, the sound of a ukulele hit her ears. Looking towards the sound, Hannah's eye's lit up as she easily got distracted. "Oh my gosh! Is that a ukulele?" The girl exclaimed happily. She'd heard about those instruments and their calming little sound, but in Ukraine she never got the chance to get her hands on one. As usual, getting distracted was her biggest weakness and looking at the boy playing the small guitar like thing, she shifted to look just like him, not even noticing that she'd transformed, but more focused on the boy.