Okay, so maybe I lied.. I couldn't not keep writing this. Especially after the fun "initiation day". Let's just say there were buckets of cold water as our forfeit. I may not have been a victim of forfeit, but the challenges weren't much better. Plus, I am depressed as I didn't get into Psychology (they take in all suitable candidates' requests and basically pick out of a bucket) and if I'd known I could've swapped subjects around to take P.E., but am left with choice of history, biology (both not too bad) or art (meh).

Anyway... Just hope you intend to read and reveiw. Enjoy!

Sheffield Institute.

A large building, filled with long corridors of different classrooms..

Five days a week these rooms and corridors fill with children.

Some eager to learn..

While most remain rather more apathetic..

Less spirited children were often the ones to arrive late..

Though some people simply find it difficult to wake up.

Hay Lin was not one of those people. She had been early to rise this morning, with a task set out for the day. Technically the gathering was informal, but apon request she would today be invitng a stranger to her residence at The Silver Dragon. The new girl. Hay Lin suspected that her grandmother wanted the girl not to feel left out, as she had already receited to her grandmother Cornelia's opinion of the girl, paired with her personal reflection of seeing the boyish redhead traipse across the canteen with her muddy sneakers squeaking loudly; wet due to the heavy rain outside. The girl had gone unnoticed by most, par herself and Cornelia, who had pointed her out as Will Vandom and then commented on how fitting it was for the girl to have a boy's name to go with her oversized jacket and worn jeans. That would not be the case, however, today.

"Hey, check out the new girl." Hay Lin looked up to see the poor girl, about to be harassed by Uriah. The boy was skinny, with spotty skin and spiked hair that was literally the colour of carrots. Sat on the table around him were his allies; The Outfielders. Kurt and Laurent were his main men; both broad and slightly overweight, they acted as his body guards. Nigel was new to the gang, and often hung loosely behind them. He was thinner, currently staring at his feet as an alterative to the small girl passing his table that the other three were leering at greedily. "Hey, Will-MA."

Will looked shyly at the boy from beneath her short, thick locks, "Uh, it's just Will." she corrected.

"Okay, Will-MA." He then burst out laughing, followed by the two dumber looking companions.

"Jeeze, it's not even short for Wilma.." Will muttered inwardly as she approached a table, met by the petite chinese Hay Lin, in a yellow and pink top, paired with a bright green skirt and best of all were the red goggles pulling back her hair like a ribbon might (for the less adventurous).

"That's Uriah. Ignore him."

"Yeah, evolution did." Hay Lin smiled at Irma's remark. The bodacious brunette always had a quirky remark to share, and she had opinions on everything. "One day we expect him to slither back into the water." Her blue eyes gleamed.

Will smiled at the girl's words before looking back to her new friend. "Hay Lin. I got your note: thanks so much for the invitation." She smiled politely as she spoke, but remained uncomfortably aware of the brunette, a dark-skinned girl with thick glasses, and the pretty, blonde 'bombshell' (as the boy who sat in front of her in registration period had kindly worded) known as Cornelia Hale, all staring at her with badly hidden horror on their faces.

"You invited the new girl too!" Cornelia said without much enthusiasm. The African-American (Will guessed) elbowed her forcibly.

Will only shook her head slightly and turned to leave. Hay Lin, who's eyes were on Cornelia, suddenly realised she was leaving, "Wait, you're still gonna come!" Will turned at that and smiled, before continuing out of the room.