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Oliver heaved a sigh as he stared at the building before him. This would be his first year at this school, as the last one didn't end so well for him. The male had caused too much trouble in the last, to the point they had to completely remove him. Forever. So, here he was, joining a new school with new students. He wasn't particularly excited, though, he just hoped these students wouldn't start too trouble with him. You could say he was prepared for it.
The young male slowly made his way to the front doors and entered into what seemed to be an office. With each student that seemed to come in, the lady repeated herself and pointed towards a nearby pile of papers. From what he could see, the papers contained a list of names with each person's roommate and what room they would be staying at.
Quickly as the others before him had, he found his name. Though, his eyes slowly trailed across the paper where he found his roommate's name. Spencer Adkins. At the moment, he didn't know how he felt about the name, but he silently shrugged it off. He would soon find out himself on who exactly his roommate was. Once he securely had the room number locked into his mind, he followed the other male students, as he figured they were heading to their dorms as well.
As the dorm rooms came into sight, the male glanced along each door, reading the numbers silently to himself. He soon found the room he would be staying in after climbing up a flight of stairs. He paused at the doorway and let out another sigh as he grabbed hold of the doorknob, twisting it slowly, pushing the door open. That's when he realized he wasn't the first one there.
Oliver silently looked at the male that stood before him before taking a glance around at his surroundings. His eyes slowly trailed over to the black blanket that seemed to be covering the room's window and he noticed the two pencils in which seemed to be shoved through the wall to hold the covering up. Well, that's one way to do it, he thought to himself.
Wanting to start off on decent terms, the male muttered a 'hello' but avoided eye contact and he was setting his things down on the bed of the opposite side of the room.

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Spencer was startled as he heard an unfamiliar voice from behind him. He turned around and saw who he assumed to be his roommate. The male was slightly taller than himself and appeared to be around the same age. "Ah, you must be Oliver. I'm Spence, nice to meet you." Spencer greeted warmly, extending his hand for a handshake.

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Oliver was almost slightly reluctant on returning the stranger's warm gesture, but he had to keep in mind that this was his first day and he had to be on good terms. His roommate seemed to be nice enough, so it would probably be best if it was kept that way. Right.
Once everything was completely set down on his side of the room, he approached the other male and returned the handshake. "Pleasant to meet you as well," Oli replied, in a calmer tone. At this moment, he had finally taken in the other male's appearance: the blond hair, green eyes, and the fact that he was just about as tall.

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Spencer smiled as his handshake was returned and sat beside his new roommate. "Are you good or evil?" Spencer asked curiously while scanning Oliver's tattooed body, at least what he could see granted the fact he was (sadly) wearing clothes.

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Oliver sat, avoiding eye contact once more, so he just stared down at his hands. When Spencer had asked him the question of is he good or evil, a smirk stretched slightly across his face. He lifted his head to look directly at the male beside him. "Well, I'll be straightforward: I am not siding with the good, so it's simple to assume I'm with the evil." After a bit of a pause, he asked, "And you?"

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Spencer gave a slight nod when his question was answered. When the boy was asked "And you?" he looked stood up with his back facing Oliver. "Well, I plan to use my powers for good, so I guess that means I'll have to kill you eventually." Spencer joked with a chuckle. He turned around to face Oliver. "But that doesn't mean we still can't be friends, right?" he asked, finding himself gazing into his new roommate's hazel eyes.

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The smirk on Oli's face soon faded and his casual expression appeared. He didn't know how he felt hearing that his roommate was on the opposite side as he was. He was basically going to be living with what he should be considering the enemy. Perfect planning by them? he thought sarcastically to himself.
He found himself responding 'sure' to his roommate's question, though, he quickly backed himself up. "'Friends' is a title that I feel won't be lasting much longer as we are on opposite sides. Truce won't last forever." But, Oliver didn't believe fully in everything he had just said. He knew that he would soon make an exception.

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Spencer scowled as Oliver stated he didn't think the two would consider each other friends for long. He squinted as he took a seat on his bed and exhaled deeply. "Maybe ... we can learn something from one another. We can just put this whole labeling thing aside and at least try to be friends, at least for a while." Spencer said calmly and quietly while reaching beside him to unpack a few of his things from his suitcases.

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Oliver was almost considering Spencer's words, but then a thought came across his mind. "How would this even possibly work when the school doesn't allow it? I'm not ready to be kicked out again. Give me a break."
The young male got to his feet and made his way over to his side of the room to unpack his things as well. He had carried some of the books he needed in his hands, the rest of them occupying the space left over in his suitcase. He then remembered the lady back at the office mentioning that there would be an assembly for all of the new students. Oliver knew that the time was coming near and he at least wanted to get settled into his room first before anything. The assembly would be his chance to get a look at the rest of the students who occupied the school.

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Spencer dropped what he'd been holding and slammed his hands down on his bed. He opened his mouth to say something but merely sighed deeply shaking his head, deciding not to say anything else to Oliver for the time being. 'Try to be nice to the guy and he shoots you with your own gun.' Spencer thought while returning to his original plan - unpacking.

After a few minutes had passed and Spencer calmed down, he walked to the door. Before opening it, he let out a quiet sigh. "Listen, sorry if I upset you or anything, I was just trying to be nice." he said in a mumble before turning around to face Oliver. "I just assumed you'd the type of person who would understand me so I tried springing the start of a friendship on you when you seem to have negative thoughts about the idea. And also, who cares if the school doesn't allow it? Rules are dumb anyway. Besides, I'm pretty sure that's not a rule..."

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Oliver suddenly felt bad. This guy seemed to be pretty serious about wanting to be friends with him. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. Spencer wanted a friend, and it'd probably be best if Oli took this chance. Who knew what kind of people lurked in the rest of the school.
He shook his head, spilling out his new thoughts. "Fine, fine. We could try it out. I don't mind."
He started placing his clothes in a neat pile in the provided drawers next to his bedside. He left the books near the pillow of his bed.
Returning his gaze to the other male, he said, "So when does this assembly start?"

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A faint smile appeared on Spencer's face. He was excited to get to know this Oliver guy, he seemed like an interesting person and knew he would make the best out of this friendship. "Uh - in about 10 minutes. So I'd say we make our way down there in five." he answered while looking at his watch. "Do you need any help unpacking? I'm good with my hands and I'll take good care of your stuff." he offered with a smile.

(The assembly will start tomorrow when I wake up, goodniiiight <3)

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Oliver dipped his head in response. Just ten more minutes and he'd be able to take a good look at everyone else he'd be seeing for the rest of his time here. He didn't know what to expect. These will be the people I'll be taking classes with. I wonder if they're the same as this guy.
The male's gaze then returned to his opened suitcase. "Well, if you'd like. I don't really have much left to take out, besides more clothes and such." He thought it would be best if he didn't reject the offer this time, as all Spencer wanted to do was help out.

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Narrowing his eyes in irritation, Ryan disregards the other completely as soon as he acts rude towards him, huffing before tossing his stuff onto the unoccupied bed. I swear to god, if this person turns out to be a bully I will personally kick him where it hurts, he thinks viciously, and while he's shy, it doesn't mean he doesn't have a backbone. It'a actually helped in situations where people think he's willing to do everything for them in terms of work.

Kaetlynn takes out a stick of silver vine, setting it on her bedside table and opening the window. Sure enough, a black cat scrambles up from the windowsill, followed by other ones that also smelled the vine. Smiling slightly she breaks the silver vine in half and tosses it outside before giving the rest to Cheshire. "Don't get too intoxicated now, Chesh," she says, scratching the tomcat under the chin. "My powers are none of your business, to be honest," she answers after a while and out of the blue. "I'd like to keep them to myself for a while longer."

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Joanne Continues to read her book waiting for the assembly to start.She does however enjoy the sunlight from the window to help her read her book while she waits.

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So he's that kind of person. Marcus thought in amusement as he watched the kid. Perhaps I'll like him. "It's not nice to ignore someone." He said smiling. "Some of us.... Don't take that kind of crap." Marcus turned away and began to unpack his stuff. "But, I'll let you off the hook for now. I wouldn't want to get in trouble the first day huh? It would be such a pity."

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"Is that supposed to be a threat?" Ryan inquires monotonously, just pulling out a book—More than This, Patrick Nelson—and opening it to where he'd bookmarked it earlier after sitting down on the bed. Almost immediately he's absorbed into the book, oblivious to his surroundings.

When Cheshire is finished with the silver vine and rolling on her bed purring, Kaetlynn rubs his furry head a little before heading outside. She'll have to buy some more silver vine later, but more preferably catnip. Catnip didn't have quite as strong effects, and was cheaper. Probably.

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Marcus' smile turned into a smirk as he heard the other boy's statement. This place won't be boring if everyone here is like this. I wonder what secrets he's hiding. Marcus finished unpacking rather quickly, as he didn't have a lot of personal belongings other than clothes. He set one faded picture on his desk with a frown. "There." He whispered. A reminder. "The assembly is starting soon." He said out loud to his roommate. Without waiting to hear a reply, Marcus left the room.

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Not hearing him, Ryan is completely immersed in the world Patrick Nelson had built with his words. He's barely aware of the door shutting--wait, what?
Immediately he shoves the bookmark back in and shuts the book with a slam before heading outside, berating himself for forgetting about the assembly.

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Melanie had stopped when her room mate had come in rather enthusiastically and jumped onto her bed. She watched with an amused look on her face at the energetic red head that was just laying face down on her bed until Bellatrix realized her presence. "Well hello there Bellatrix," she said, the amused smile still present as she shook the girls hand, "Yeah, I'm Melanie. Nice to meet you too." She turned back to the bags that she was almost done with and kicked them closed to finish up later. Procrastination was definitely her greatest skill. She brushed her hair back and moved onto her bed, shuffling through the backpack she had left on her bed and taking out a lollipop from her stash of candy. She put the lollipop in her mouth and asked in a generally uncaring tone as she continued searching through her backpack, "Oh by the way, which side are you on? I need to know if I'm supposed to hate you or not. Or whatever that whole thing is."

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