Average Academy (New and Accepting)

[nyctomancy]

Yes, indeed. When the poltergeist left, Jalen was allowed to keep his abilities, though they became dampened because Jalen lost his power source

[Aliria]

Yes, indeed. When the poltergeist left, Jalen was allowed to keep his abilities, though they became dampened because Jalen lost his power source

(I'd prefer if he either lost the entire power or still had the poltergeist. It's unfair to only have the upside of the power.)

[nyctomancy]

I guess he can still have the poltergeist...

[Aliria]

(Okay, then he's accepted! I think we have enough people to start now! We'll start on the first day of school.)

Allina

I sit down towards the back of my first class of the day. Study of Regular Behavior. I'm one of the first people to get to class, most the seats around the room are empty.

Henry

I walk down the hall, searching for my first class. I can't seem to find the room, number 223.

[nyctomancy]

Jalen settled down in his 'Study of Normal Behavior' classroom, choosing a interluding seat that was neither nor the front, or the back, but was simply, the epicenter. He winced slightly as he slid the chair to his desk back, as the object made a loud squeaking sound that hurt his ear. With a sigh, he dropped his bookbag beside the desk, and proceeded to scroll through the songs listed on his IPod, aware of the invisible vengeful eyes boring into his soul.

[bramble;]

Alice was already in class, which happened to be 'Study of Regular Behaviour'. She wasn't paying all that much attention, with one earbud in her left ear playing some music to block out any potential voices from unwanted guests to the room; as well as listening to music, she was doodling on her left hand, drawing tiny intricate sirls from her hand to her elbow.

[Aliria]

Allina

I pull a notebook out of my backpack and start doodling on a page, realizing partway through that I should probably be paying attention to what I'm drawing, seeing as the waste of paper will be at the front of my nice new notebook all year.

[SpaceAsylum]

Azalea

I literally run towards my class, really nervous on what the class will be like. As I enters the class room I look at my feet rather then making any eye contact. I make sure to sit at the very back on the class, but on my way there I end up tripping over a pulled out chair and nearly landing face first onto the floor, however I manage to grab the desk and keep myself up.

[nyctomancy]

Jalen snickered quietly as the girl almost made a disaster of herself. He couldn't help it, as he found klutzes to be amusing on the occasion. He made sure to stifle his chuckle, however, so he wouldn't appear top rude. Opening up his notebook, the teenager began to flip to an empty page when a sudden wind was sent through his notebook, rapidly flicking the pages until the book landed on the last. A mass of black scribbles filled the page, only a reminder of his 'friend's' wrath. Groaning aloud, Jalen was glad that the incident was small, as it was easy enough to cover up.

[SpaceAsylum]

Azalea

I took a deep breath and bit my lip out of habit when I heard the snickering and quickly made my way to the desk and pulled out a sketch pad rather then her journal and began drawing with her head low, embarrassed that she made a fool of herself in front of the few people already in here.