
C A S S A N D R A - R E N E E
Cassandra walked through the front door of her new school, taking a deep breath. This is it. This is where I belong. She thought to herself. Reaching into her backpack, she pulled out a slip of paper that had her locker number and code written on it. Quickly she folded up the paper and put it in her pocket, heading for her locker. When Cassandra arrived at her locker, she opened it up, and started taping some pictures she had brought with her up in the inside of her locker. This should be fun. She thought, spinning around and bumping into someone.
((Anyone wanna volunteer to bump into her?))

K-o-d-i B-r-o-o-k-s
"I'm a photographer." He looked at her, interlocking their fingers. "It's pretty girly, I know." It was times like this when he did feel ashamed that photography was his talent. "I can kind of draw too." He smiled. "So what's the story behind your accent? Sorry if I'm being nosy..." Kodi likes to know things and will almost never hesitate to ask.











