Damien sighed quietly and started to unpack his things. He put most of his belongings where he wanted them, then sat down when he was about half-way finished. He glanced out of the window for a few minutes, then stood back up. He decided to go explore the grounds a bit. He picked up his map from his side table, then left the room. He put one hand in his pocket, the other hand holding his map.
Coner finished unpacking quickly. He hadn't brought much stuff. He glanced over at his cell phone as he recieved a text message. He glanced down at who had sent it, then scowled. It was his parents, probably asking if he had made it to the school all right. He shut off his phone and shoved in into his jeans pocket without replying.











