"My blood is cold, and so are you! Get a life! Plus, once again, I
DON'T CARE! And, when did I ever say that? Braeden was the one that
said about killing himself!" Frosty yelled to Braeden and Joseph.
"And, I'm not annoying, you were all crowding around me! YOU were
the annoying ones!" Frosty said before giggling back to her dorm.
She watched the snow fall softly by the window on top of her
bed.
(Do they have dorms?)
Sam turned back into a human once more, and looked for her class.
She was tempted to turn into a map, but that would look incredibly
stupid, even more stupid then not knowing where your classes are.
Desperate to lighten the mood, Erik looked down at the snow. An
uncharacteristically mischievous smile crossed his face as he
started scooping up some snow and looking for a target.
Sam looked around, getting no help so far. She turned into a
gargoyle, and perched above a ledge and waited for the bell to
follow the crowd. She did not really blend it with the white halls,
and she was very big for one gargoyle. But she hoped to be left
alone.
Joseph sighed and turned from Braedan, walking towards the stairs
taking him to his dorm.
"I just need sleep, I'll wake up and will probably feel better", he
thought to himself.
Frosty un-packed, personalizing her dorm as much as possible. When
she was done, Frosty smiled. She then went to sounder the halls, in
hopes to get used to the classes, and meet a couple new people.
Sam saw Joseph again, looking miserable. She flew down I front of
him. She turned into her normal form, and she waved. "Why the long
face?" She asked with a pouty face.
"Please do not get offended, but I'm not sure if this is a dream or
what", Joseph replied.
"My mum brought me here telling me I'd do experiments and stuff and
do a lot more with my power...", he continued.
Frosty started to walk back to her dorm, starting to get bored. She
decided to sign up for her classes. She did mostly photography,
wanting to pursue that as a career. She smiled at her white
polaroid sitting on her desk.
"After seeing you guys I'd hardly call them powers", Joseph replied
taking out a box of matches.
He took one out and struck it, waving his hand above the flame
making it bigger and smaller, moving it from side to side.
"It is a very nice power! It is better than randomly turning into a
random thing at any time, even if I can most of the time control
it..." Sam said, looking at the fire.