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Cassandra-Marie Hale

"I'm Cassandra but, please," her eyes were bored again as she repeated her name to everyone, trying to match faces to names herself.. and losing. ".. call me Cassie." Actually, she thought as her mind drifted back to the previous scene.. perhaps her memory wasn't so bad as she remembered, finally, that it was Elise who had been taken from the room in hysterics.

With that said, and her thoughts just as quickly dismissed, the brunette picked up her fork and took a generous bite of the lasagna that waited on her plate. It tasted rather decent for a private school's lunch although she'd had better, that's for sure. Mother's chef's lasagna definitely trumped this one in flavour alone.

She listened quietly as she ate her lunch, politely dabbing at her lips with her napkin as soon as she finished and turning her dark head toward Sabine. One of the other girls had asked what they were to be doing this afternoon and Cassie actually wanted to know. Call it "newcomer's curiousity", or some other rubbish, but it grated on her nerves not knowing well in advance of what would be on her to-do list.

"Well you each will be introduced to the horses you will be working with and then we will be working in the barn and doing some group activities." Sabine's voice rang clearly, full of authority and purpose. Cassie found herself groaning internally, she hadn't been near a horse in nearly four years and didn't see this as being much of a "life-changing experience" for her already.

She wasn't about to say anything first, though. After all, it was Cassie who had extra stalls to much out so soon after arriving.. someone else could shovel more crap if they wanted but she certainly didn't want to.