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Aiden followed Tyson into the school trying to take it in. Compared to his boarding school there wasn't much of it. Even the main office was smaller-He spent a bit of time in his old school's office. He smiles charmingly at the secretary knowing they were often a student's best friend when running late. He turned to Tyson,"Thanks man, I've got it from here. Hopefully I'll see you in class."

Looking back at the secretary he said,"Hi, I'm Aiden Nash. I'm supposed to meet with someone to finish registering?"

Tyson sent his friend a nod before quickly exiting the office, and leaving his friend with the secretary. He made his way towards his period one class.

((Can you be the principal or vice principal?))

"Um, so should I just sit down and wait? Is there an office I'm supposed to go to?" Aiden asked the secretary.

((Yes :) ))

"The first door on the right. The principal is already waiting," The secretary responded as she annoyingly chewed her gum, playing with her little ginger ringlets.

"Thanks." He obeyed her instructions and went into the principal's office. Aiden was never fond of going into offices. They told you a lot about a person and usually it wasn't good traits. He knocked on the door before opening it and extending his hand to the principal,"Hi. I'm a new student. Aiden Nash."

"Ah, Mr. Nash," The principal stated as he shook the young boys hand, "I'm Mr. Jolson. Welcome to our school. Now I usual give you a long insight to our History as a school, but since we are already part way through semester two, I wouldn't want to take up your whole first period," he chuckled softly, as he let go of his hand, "Now, I will be picking one of your other classmates to be showing you around the campus. But before we get to that, my secretary is printing your class schedule, and if there is anything wrong with it; like a repeat course that you have already taken or something. Just let us know right way."

Then the there was a knock on the door, and the Mr. Jolson opened it. It was his secretary with a piece of paper. She handed it to him, and then left, "Looks like we have your courses," he stated as he slide in the boy's hand.

((Is their anyone you specifically want to show him around?))

((Someone who doesn't want to and him spending time with them would cause drama...I've been really bored lately))

Aiden glanced over the classes. He didn't notice any repeats. Though most of them sounded boring. "Thank you sir."

((Gwen? Since she and Ashton have a thing and Ashton is really over protective, Reese? Because of her whole past, and stuff. Plus, Ashton's over protective over her. Aurora? because Tyson likes her? Alex?))

"No problem. I hope you enjoy your time at our school," He started to explain as he leaned down against his wooden desk, "Have you thought about during any clubs or school teams? Because we highly recommend you do."

((Gwen should work...By the way are Reese and Ashton ever going to show up again at Adelgard?))

"Um, I hadn't really thought about it. I'm pretty good at sports and art though. Are there any clubs you recommend?"

((Okay. I'll ask her. And Yes. Sorry. I suck at keeping tabs on groups. Did I miss much?))

"The basketball team is looking for a new point guard since the last one got injured for the rest of the season. The school play is also starting soon," Mr. Jolson explained, as he grabbed a copy of the rules and regulations booklet for the school. He quickly handed it towards the boy, "We expect you to fully read this booklet, and abide all these rules throughout your time at our school."

((It's fine. Not really. People are just going to class))

Aiden took the book and smiled,"I can do that sir." Though he had no intention whatsoever. "Basketball and drama aren't really my thing. I'm more into contact sports like wresting, football or kickboxing. I actually won some awards in wresting and kickboxing at my last school."

"Lucky for you we actually have a kick boxing team," Mr. Jolson explained as he flashed him a smile, "I believe Mr. Collins is the coach," he explained, "If your interested."

“Nothing here stays a secret for long,” Sebastien added as his gaze away from her and to the people around them. He was referring to gossip girl that seemed to somehow get the dirt on everyone. As he realized by her statement that she was who she thought she was. She was ‘destined’ to rule the school and all that crap. Not, that it made her a bad person but it wasn’t his type of crowd. He frowned softly, he found her interesting, but he knew that their friendly status wasn’t going to last long. I’m drop her off at the office and then I’ll be done.
“We are here,” Bash grinned as he gestured towards the office leaning in the window frame to speak to the secretary, “Hey, Jamine. Um, Celeste Callaghan is a new student here and she needs her schedule,” he explained, flashing the familiar secretary a smile, she was friends with his mom. He heard the warning bell and quickly clapped his hands together as he announced, “I should probably get to class-,” but the secretary cut him off, “Bash, can you please show Celeste to her class?” He quickly nodded, “Yeah.”

Celeste peeked over at Bash as he went quiet. She noticed the frown on his face after she'd spoken and held back a sigh. See, Celeste didn't pretend to be anyone she wasn't, she just didn't see the point in it. She'd had hopes for Bash, he'd seemed really nice. But if he wasn't accepting of how she was, well, then it wasn't in the stars. She wouldn't be mean or anything, but she understood just by his silence and his body language, he was pretty checked out. Celeste followed him to the office and flashed a charming smile at the secretary, as well as small wave, and thanked her for her schedule. She nodded to Bash when he was about to leave, the words 'see ya' ready to leave her lips, when the secretary asked bash to walk her to class. Celeste forced a smile and walked out of the office with him, staring down at her schedule, then looking over at him "It's really fine, you don't need to walk me to class. I'm usually pretty efficient with room numbers." She chirped, smiling at him.

"It's fine. I honestly don't mind," Sebastien responded as shoved his hands in pockets as he turned over to look at her cocking his head to the side, "What do you have?" He truly didn't mind showing her around, he just that she seemed so nice and friendly, and he didn't let to enjoy someone's company and then having them ripped away just as quickly. He flashed her a small smile as he stated, "Who knows we might have classes together." He was afraid that once she found how that he wasn't as well fortuned at her, she would block him out and view him as an outsider. He was different and most people in this school looked down at him. Whether it be for his money or tattoos or his piercing or whatever. He stood out, but yet this girl seemed to be accepting of it. It was either that or she was a great actress. “I mean unless you rather me not,” he added, as his eyes flickered away from her and to the ground. I guess now is the moment of truth.

Celeste walked along with him, her blue eyes questions as she rose a brow when he said he didn't mind. Ug he must be just acting like he liked her, to not be mean. She shook her head at him, her blonde locks shaking just slightly around her head "No it's not that I don't want you to, it just seemed like you were kind of...upset? After what I said before. So I mean I don't want you to act or anything, I don't need anyone to like me." She stated, not in a rude tone, just factual. "I have English. I really can find it if you don't want to." She said, glancing up and over at him a little bit. Her heels clicked against the floors of the mostly empty halls, it felt a little bit off, since Celeste usually didn't have any blunt conversations with people until she actually knew them more, but hey gotta start sonewhere.

"It's not that," Sebastien responded as he shook his head, glancing down at the girl, "It's just that." He let out a sigh as he looked down at the shoes, his hands tightly around his bag straps, "Look at us. We are different and I just feel like what's the point of opening up to you when you are just going to turn into out of those people." He gestured towards the rest of the school. He couldn't believe what had just came out of his mouth, did it full out admit to the girl that he wanted to be her friend but knew she wasn't going to accept him. Wow. Great, Bash. He cleared his throat awkwardly, flashing her a smile, "So, english. It's right down here." He scratched the back of his head as he started down the hall hoping she would follow.

Celeste listened to Bash's explanation and felt her temper flare. She took a deep breath though, and stopped in the middle of the hallway, forcing people to have to move around her. "Okay, I'm hoping that came out wrong, but let's get one thing straight. I'm not some pop culture zombie that walks around looking for trends and following crowds. I don't live to make people like me, and I don't love to destroy peoples reputations. I'm capable of it, and hell I've done it before, but I'm not them. Okay?" She said, sweeping her hand around, my really caring if anyone heard what she said "Just because I can fit in with them and but clothes at the same stores doesn't mean I'm a clone." She said, turning around and walking down the corridor "Yeah, English." She grumbled, her cheeks still pink about the whole thing.

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Wow, Bash. You deserve a freaking metal on how to talk to people, he thought to himself and she had every right to be mad as him. His gaze flickered over to hers and he started to explain, "I didn't mean it in that way." He guess he meant it in a way that she was better than him. He was just some dumb poor guy that only landed in this school because he was some genius kid and probably won't be able to effort post secondary education and will never be able to live out his lawyer dream, and will end up working in McDicks for the rest of his life. But she could accomplish anything she wanted to, and why would she waste time with someone that wasn't at the same level, "Just forget I ever said anything." His reputation. He didn't even have one at this school he was just looked at as the creepy tattoo guy and nothing else. He continued to walk down the halls with her, awkwardly.

Celeste cringed when he have her a makeshift apology, she hated when people apologized, she was wonderful at being angry, but accepting apologies?? She wasn't too good at that. She let out a frustrated squeak "Ugh I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped, I'm just, very good at being angry. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. I really am a brat, I'm just not a walking stereotype, that's all. Look wanna just pretend that didn't happen?" She asked, keeping her stride. She she'd her coat as she walked, laying it over her arm and nestling her bag into the crook of her arm. It was fairly warm inside the school compared to the outside, and Celeste was pretty sure she was gathering more stares than ever. The new girl arguing with the tattoo guy in the middle of he hallway, not exactly what these kids are used to...

Sebastien lead her to the room and took a stop infront of the door. Running a hand through his hair as he didn't glance over at the stares they were receiving. She shrugged slightly as his gaze met hers, "It's okay. You had every right to snap." It was true she did, he didn't phase his words right. He awkwardly cleared his throat as he held out his hand, "It never happened." He had deserved her hurtful comments their was no question. Seriously, were people auguring in the hallway that interesting. Everyone's gaze was glued on them, and he was fighting the urge to sent them all glares. Just because she was new and he was strange did not mean it was that exciting. They were just normal people. He let out a sigh, already sick of the attention.

Celeste smiled at him and shook his hand when he offered it. She was glad he said she had every right, because she thought she really had been justified. She knew he had just phrased his words wrong though, she could tell he hadn't insulted her on purpose. Celeste glared at the people staring at them "Somethinng to say?" She asked them with a raised blonde brow. They all scurried away a little faster after that, making Celeste a little happier. She looked back to Sebastien and then at the door "I guess we have to go in there now..."
((Agh I never saw his as a noti and then I came to check like "hmm I wonder if she ever responded" IM SORRY. Do you guys skip over classes or rp em out??))

((It's okay :) Don't worry that happens to be all the time. We usually rp them out, but today to get closer to the dance we are skipping them. But they could see each other after school? :)))
Sebastien shook her hand with a smile, glad that they sorted out the previous incident. Watching as she had the run away, he chuckled softly, pulling his hand away from her. Once he heard the bell ring, he nodded as she stated that she was going to enter the room. He cleared his throat awkwardly, "Yeah, I should probably get to mine. See you around, Celeste." Surprisingly, he was one hundred honest when he said that, he did like her company, which was strange because he wasn't one for making friends at people with this school. He saw them like the were at a different level then him.

((They could if you wanted to, I'm just having her show up randomly at the dance, she's too new here to have a date cx, it's up to you c:))