She crosses her arms and glowers at nothing in particular.
"Oh well, your still my best friend," I giggle.
"Manfred, will you and Asa please show these girls around, Rayn is in Music, Celia in drama, though they will both have classes in both subjects," Mr. Bloor's voice bellows, making me jump and sqeal. I then glared at the middle aged man.
"I will have your luggage taken to your rooms, so just leave it down here," Mr. Bloor tells us. I nod and follow the two boys inside the school.
"How old are you two," Manfred asks.
"Oh, I'm seventeen," Celia blurts.
"Sixteen," I say boredly.
"Since its Sunday, there really are no rules to abide by, just don't get too loud or rambunkchous. Monday through Saturday you are to be silent in this hall. I am head boy and if either of you have a problem you may talk to me about it," Manfred told us both.
"Yes sir, and is it okay to talk to you two in public, we wouldn't want to ruin any reps," I ask. Celia just nodded in agreement.
"Yes, that would be fine, but wouldn't you rather find others to talk to and make friends," Asa asks.
"I thought you two were friends though; I mean you already saw my endowdment, well, one of them," Celia asks.
"Well, uh, yeah, I guess," the two boys stuttered.
"So, you're our friends right," I ask bluntly.
"Yeah, just be careful, we have quite a few enemies," Asa warned us, well mostly Celia. I just roll my eyes at that.
"Hey, lovebirds, would ya quit making googly eyes at each other," I say harsher than intended, but oh well.