It's lunch now. I pull out the lunchbox Scylla packed for me (at Chary's instruction) from my bag. As I glance around for an empty table, I think about Chary and Scylla. It's hardly been half a day and I already miss them like I'll never see them again. 

Lunchbox in my jaws, I leap onto an empty bench. I'm about to zip it (the lunch) open when I see a girl sitting alone. She's very pretty, with shoulder-length brown hair, blue and black wings, and kind eyes. She seems lonely and unhappy, poking disinterestedly at her lunch. Even though I don't know her, I want to help her. Even though my instinct screams at me not to, I put my lunch away and pad over to her.

Standing beside her table,, I wave my tail at her. She turns her gaze down to me. Suddenly, this doesn't seem like a good idea. "H-hello," I stammer. "Er... I'm Hallia. Do you mind if I sit here?"

She looks mildly surprised, patting the seat next to her. "Okay," she says. "I'm Quill."

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Hopefully I didn't god-mod Quill too much. 

Hey, guys, I'm on vacation, so I haven't posted yet. Sorry! Could Tara get to know Quill? She could ask for help with math, and they could form a study group! That way, people to get to know each other. And could I write band class? Who wants to be in it, and if so, what instrument? And could Ariel be in it? And could Saphira get to know Mellie? 

MewFour

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I surveryed the rushing swarm of AEs in the hallways with an expression of disgust. Tch. More weak AEs, loving and bantering and being... friendly. Rrgh, there was probably no other AE in the entire school as diginified as I. Especially not that one, I noted as I saw an wild AE dressed in black and purple slinging pies everywhere. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted my brother, 8-Piece, scrambling to pick up his pencils. Instinctively I started towards him to help him, but stopped halfway there. 8-Piece could take care of himself. He didn't need my help. I needed to get to my first class, Algebra. 

Thankfully, I'd studied the schedule as soon as I recieved it, so I had no trouble finding the class. Before I pushed open the door, a boy passed me in the hallway. His black hair was slicked back, and his eyes flashed red. A wand stuck out of his pocket. He caught my eye, and I smiled as I saw the coldness in his eyes. He gave a slight smile back, and nodded. I entered the classroom, confident I'd made a new friend. 

Algebra class was... interesting. My brother was in it, and apparently he'd found a new friend as well, this annoying kid with green hair. And... a crush, so it seems, as he kept making eyes at this smart-alec girl who tried to answer every single question posed. As my mind wandered from the mathematics lesson, I remembered the brown-haired girl I'd seen at the very beginning of class. She was sat in the back of the classroom, almost invisible. Just another smart-shy kid, no one I should bother with. Yet somehow she reminded me of a character in this song Cloud sung constantly around the house. It was... what was it?... oh yes...

Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame, wasn't it?

Never mind that. Like I said, I've no need to bother with one like her.  

A list of all the CBers who have called teachers, may be helpful...

Algebra- Mei

Okay i know i'm putting violet in incredible late but.. i putting violet in anyway

Name: Violet 

Personality: kind, shy, and supportive.

Crushes: Baelfire

Apperance: See Picture,

Other: Talks in italics 

Violet: do i.... Have to go?

Me: Yes. you gotta learn to deal with boy drama! 

Violet: fine....

Mellie-

I get to Algebra. Grace is there, talking (well, yell-talking) with two AEs, one with messy red hair and one with green hair. I think I've heard of him...Zeon, I believe? Fudimo sits on the other side of the classroom, near a girl with long black hair, wearing robes like Fudimo's only with red and gold instead of green and silver.

A boy with dark curly hair, a crazed expression, and a large blaster chucks a small pink eraser at a boy with dog ears, nose, and tail. Another animal AE! Everyone laughs, even the dog-eared boy, but he chuckles quietly, which the robes-girl behind him clearly doesn't hear. She leaps angrily from her desk and points her stick (oh, she has one too!) at the curly-haired, eraser-throwing boy. A wand, I realize. The angry girl and Fudimo are wizards! Wait no, wizard is male. Witch is female.

"Oooooooh, Hemin's gettin hostile!" Grace murmured, getting a few laughs from the people around her. 

I'd be frightened if I were in his place, but the boy just cackles and appears behind her. "So you DO like him!" he declares loudly. Hemin's turns a shade of red deep as a cherry gummy bear (I've seen far too many of those with Grace around) and sits back down as the teacher, a CBer, enters the room.

She gives me a funny look, and I realize I haven't sat down yet.

Embarassed, I quickly sit at the nearest desk, next to a girl with dark borwn hair tied up in a ponytail, wearing a cute pink outfit (not cute in a baby or boy way) who is discreetly slipping her sparkly silver phone into her pocket. For a moment I worry she's going to be one of those self-centered mean girls. I met a group of them at a park when I was photographing plants. They kept harassing me, calling me mean names and talking in Valley-girl voices. Ugh.

But when this girl gives me a reassuring smile I feel a wave of relief.

She waits a few minutes until the teacher calls a student to the chalkboard. She whispers to me, "I'm Paris."

I whisper back, "Pretty name. Nice to meet you, Paris. I'm Mellie."

"Mellie. That's a bright, happy sounding name. It suits you."

I'm about to say thank you when a pie flies across the room.

Name: Patchouli

Personality: Shy,Usualy hides behind her book,

Crushes: None yet,She just transfered to this school

Apperance: She died her hair a mossy green witch she usualy keeps in a long braid that reaches all the way down her back and stops at her tailbone.She has soft brown eyes and rosy cheeks(mostly due to being pinched when her aunt Grace visits)She likes waring sweater dresses and tights,mostly in dark,rich colors.

Other: she has a pet cat named Atticus who sheds all over her sweater dresses so she usualy has a few tufts of fur here and there on her outfit when she is at school.

Grace-

I thought algebra would be boring-shmoring, but no!

I started out talking with this kid named Nougat, who's a total class clow. Class clowns? They rock! (In my opinion, class is not a class without a class clown.) And I was talking with Zeon too. He's a gamer. Gamers? They're cool! (And so is Candy Crush! I mean, it's candy!) Then Hemin got all hostile when Masked Piester threw an eraser at a dog boy...8-Piece, I think someone called him. I laugh with everyone else when he calls 8-Piece "Dawg." Drama and potential fights? Oh yeah!

Then it got boring shmoring when the teacher came in. I'm your teacher, Mei-xue, blah, blah, blah. This semester we will learn blah, blah, blah. Who would like to blah blah, blah.

Then somebody threw a pie across the room at the teacher. Now THAT'S what I'm talking about! It misses, but it splatters all over the board. I jerk around in my seat. Chilly has her hands in her desk, looking innocent, but too innocent. I know that look. I've worn it many times myself. GUILTY! DINGDINGDINGDINGDING!

But Baelfire (I heard someone call him that in the hallway) is staring at the board, laughing. Uh oh, his hands happen to be up. In a throwing position. The teacher stares him down, and soon he's not laughing anymore. She takes a pink slip from her desk and hands it to Nougat.

"What's this?" he asks, confused.

"Ooooooooooh..." I say, then shut up right away. Had Mei-xue not been focused on Nougat, she probably would've given me a pink slip too, whatever that was.

She says something in a low voice. I can't hear her. She either said, "Conduct cut, pranking minion" or "See me Monday" or "Lunch detention Monday." I'm sure Mellie and 8-Piece heard though. Dogs and cats have sharp ears. I think. I don't know, I've never paid attention in life science.

*****

Mellie heads off to Science. My next class: gummy bear eating class! I wish. Lunch is after my next class. Actually, I'm already hungry. I'll sneak some gummy bears into...History. Booooooooooooring. Who wants to learn about dead people?

*****

Owlgirl: Hurt me for Grace say that...I love history!

Wait..... If someone plays strings, we could teach our separate band and strings classes, and then merge for an orchestra. Thoughts?