Jaylla's POV:

After the headmaster finished speaking, I was handed a Prodigy Tablet. It scanned my eyes and asked for my name. I typed in Jaylla Lure and the automated voice asked me, "Would you like to have a nickname?" I pondered this for a second. I hadn't gone by anything before in my life, but this was a fresh start and what could it hurt? I typed in Jay. "What would you like to name me, Jay?" I typed in Melody. 

I scrolled down the rooming assignments until I got to mine. I was in a room with Gayle and Blue O'Malley, room 10. I put Melody away and started toward my room, nerves buzzing. 

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Layna's POV:

I was in room 8, with only one other person, Asher. That didn't bother me; more room for me, I guess. I tucked away my Prodigy Tablet, which I had named Laurel (they crowned winners in competitions with laurel wreaths in Ancient Greece) and made my way through the twisting hallways. I passed a few rooms before finally reaching mine. The room was set up with one desk and one bed for three students, so there would be an extra set for now as there were only two of us. There was a central fireplace against the back wall burning brightly, with a cluster of comfy chairs clustered around me. I claimed my land and threw my bag on the floor, then sat down and waited for Asher to arrive.

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I just made up room numbers, you can change them if you want. 

Yesss! I can see it work out too!

Oop~ Wow I forgot about this, I've been really busy but here ya go!

Kaitlyn's POV~

I quickly hop down the stairs, backpack slung over a shoulder, and scurry to the bus. Wow, I'll probably be really late to here. At least my parents aren't here, they'd have made me wake up at 6 in the morning. I sigh. 

When I finally get to the academy, I manage to slide in inconspiciously, where the Headmaster is finishing his speech. I recieve a Prodigy Tablet, and skim through it quickly, where I see my room arrangements. 

"Anne Lace, Kaitlyn Sanderson, and Cedar Ash. Room 9."

I raced to room 9, where I set my pack on an empty bed and began unpacking. 

"Yes, uhm, please don't say I forgot my test tubes, ugh, oh there they are, oh here are my gloves, the copy of the periodic table..." I began muttering, digging through the pile of junk that my pack contained. 

I notice someone screaming and immediatly step out, where I see two students. I walk over to the screaming one. 

"Please do not scream. My ears are very sensitive after many years of radioactive materials."

The other student has already disappeared. 

"What's your name? I'm Kaitlyn, Ultimate Scientist." I say, holding out a pale hand. 

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Beck's POV: 

After ten minutes of sitting in a bathroom stall, I finally figured out what made me cry. It was that my first real interaction with a fellow student was... them screaming in my face. Okay. From now on, you'll be the cool silent kid. Say as little words as needed, so you won't offend anyone. I started to walk out of the bathroom, and the janitor called out to me. "Hey kid! You all right? Heard you crying in the stall." I stood up tall, furrowed my brow and in a menacing low grumble said "Yes." He seemed a bit surprised. "Okay kid, no need to get angry." As I walked into the hall, a surge of excitement flooded my senses. Ha! I intimidated him! If I keep doing that, no one will bully me.  Suddenly, a kid with black hair and pale skin ran up to me. "Beck! I've been looking for you." "I've been looking for you." What? This kid probally just wants your money. Remember, intimidate. But all that came out of my mouth was "H-how can I h-help you?" Well, he must think you're a baby now. Shut up. You shut up. YOU SHUT UP. MAKE ME. GLADLY. Great. Now my mind is arguing. The kid explained how he was my classmate Alexander, and his best friend Yves (who was also in my class) was somewhere else. We got chatting, and I started explaining how I am good a t doing stuff on ice, when I suddenly remebred something. Agh! You idiot, you forgot your class. "U-um, are we late to class?" I asked nervously.

Ok, I looked back and noticed that @Rae Storm (Rachel Gold's CBer) had left saying that someone else could take over Rae's charries. 

Forgoet the last part of my last POV "The door creaked open and one of my roomates walked in" hehe. 

Demaree~

I opened my suitcase and took out the non-clothing items and placed them on my new desk. Then I checked the alarm clock. 11:30 am. 30 more minutes until lunch. I decide to explore a little bit, get myself familar with the layout.

I grab Eukalade and the Map and walk out of the room. Two boys pass by, chatting about lunch and classes. I chose to go to the library and see what interesting books were there. As I was studying my map I bumped against something, hard.

I look up and glimpse deep dark green eyes. I blushed, embarrassed for have been careless enough to crash into someone.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed, while rubbing my forehead. 

"I-It's ok. I-I was just t-trying to, er, get back to my dorm..." I had bumped into a boy who seemed around my age. 

"Are you ok?" I asked. "My name's Demaree by the way. I'm the Ultimate Reader."

"Yeah, I'm f-fine, t-thanks. I'm, um, Alexander, the Ultimate Writer, nice to m-meet you, " he said. He seemed nice despite being quite shy. And all of this he said without looking up.

"Nice to meet you too," I replied. A few seconds of silence passed. 

"Allie!" another boy down the hall hollered. "I found Beck! C'mon!"

"C-Coming," Alexander said to the other boy. "Um, see you." 

"Bye!" I called after him. Our talents kind of go hand in hand, I observed. I watched him disappear into his room with his two roomates before turning and resuming my journey to the library.

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I hope that was fine! 

im just going to pretend I didn't forget about this and let's say that I did all the entry's from the speech and whatnot,,, mainly because I don't want to write 50 million words for the admin to read and I'm also typing on a phone so this is utterly complicated. so, I'm just going to pick up from going into the rooms and yes. I am so sorry that my brain broke. XD. Anyways, here I go...

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Gayle~ 

i clutch my tablet in my arms trying to find Room 10. The hallways aren't very complicated to figure out, I'm mainly just nervous. I'm in a room with two other girls I've never met before. I'm all alone in this foreign place. But at least I have dance. Since I was a young child, ballet was my outlet. The place where I could escape my house. I could get away from my dad throwing glass and mom hiding under her bed. I could get away from my siblings shouting at each other. Ballet was a haven. A safe space. And now I am here. At an elite school where I can further my skill. 

I tighten the small bun on the top of my head and I look up to find myself in front of the door of my room. A rather large sigh escapes my mouth as I place my hand onto the door knob. I twist it and am welcomed into a little room with three different areas for three different people. I see a girl in there already. She looks up and throws me a small smile, which I reciprocate. I set down my small bag and push it under my bed, then adjust my sweatshirt that is falling off my shoulder, revealing the thing I am the least proud of. I turn back around. 

"Um, hi. I'm Gayle. Gayle Nielsen. Ultimate ballet dancer. It's nice to, uh, meet you..." 

i purposely draw the end of my sentence out, so then she could input her name.  Nerves are hard and I suddenly feel overly self consious. I just hope I don't mess anything up

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Asher~ (he's a guy today)

Room eight's door stands in front of me. I tower over the top of it awkwardly. Everything looks so little here. From my calculations, it appears that the door is only 6'-by-8', which explains why it is small. Hopefully the ceilings in the room will be a little bit higher.

i tug at my sweater and pull down my beanie as I walk into the room I will be staying at for the next two years. There's a girl in there already and I cringe. I'm no good with talking to people. I silently thank the ceiling for being tall and walk over to my bed, observing it closely, before tossing my bag on my bed, and begin to unpack the endless amount of sweaters and jeans that I have. 

"Hi. I'm Layna Quail. Ultimate strategist. Let me guess. You're Asher. I have a whole schedule..."

She continues to talk about everything she has planned out already and I'm surprised. It's going to be helpful, especially with how scatterbrained I am. I'll probably forget to go to math or something. Maybe I'll even like, miss lunch or something. 

"Uh, yeah. I-I-I'm Asher. Ultimate mathematician. Thanks for all the planning you've done. It's going to help me out a lot." 

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Authors note: silver crystal,, you can change whatever you want from this, I don't mind! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

@Nerd you wrote my charries really in character, good job! You can change anything I write about Gayle and Asher.

Jaylla's POV:

"Um, hi. I'm Gayle. Gayle Nielson. Ultimate ballet dancer. It's nice to, uh, meet you..." said the girl with the nervous demeanor and hair pulled up into a neat bun.

"Jaylla," I replied.  "I mean, I guess you could call me Jay, if you want." A few akward moments pass before I added, "Ultimate singer, in case you were wondering."

Gayle smiled. "I guess that makes us the artsy room then?"

"I guess," I said, relieved that she wasn't going to ask me to sing for her, like other people usually did. 

Before we can finish our conversation, the door swings open, and the girl who I assume to be our third roommate walks in.

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Layna's POV:

I couldn't really tell if Asher was listening to me anymore, but after he thanked me, I knew that he had at least payed attention to some of it. 

Part of being the Ultimate Strategist is knowing all of the angles, so my first instict was to ask Asher all of the questions pertaining to his ability- how fast he can calculate things, what the limits are, does he need to practice daily, is it a natural ability or just something he was born with, or not? But I assumed that he looked out of place enough, and I had already berated him. I would be stuck with him for the next few years, I guess I could ask him later. 

As he unpacked, he explained to me that he was genderfluid, and would try to tell me when his gender changed every day. Today he was a guy, as I had previosly guessed. I nodded and in turn asked him if he played chess. 

"With the Ultimate Strategist?" He asked, rolling his eyes. "I'll take a pass on that." 

Well, at least he wasn't stupid. I guess as roommates go, Asher was pretty cool, and our abilities matched up pretty well, which I suppose was on purpose. I wonder if he's going to offer to help me try and break into the Secret Gardens... 

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Sorry this is kinda short, I'm in a rush XD 

yay! I'm new to CB so I hope I'm doing this right :)

Character Sheets

Name: Sunshine

Age: 13

Gender: Female

Student, Extra, or The School's Staff?: Student

Ultimate Talent? (Can Ignore If Character Is An Extra): Talking to animals!!

Appearance: Pink hair, freckles, often has a bird on her shoulder or a dog by her side. Where's clothings that reference animals (like a pair of pants with paw prints or a shirt with a dog on it)

Personality: Fun, energetic, creative, and always happy.

Shipping: Is friends with animals more than anything, but likes to be around people, too. 

Other: Has two dogs and a cat of her own.