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Franki didn't even get a chance to respond to the "tough" guy's question, before dorm rooms were assigned. Straining her neck around, she managed to identify at least two of her dorm mates. One was a young looking boy, with a panicked expression, clutching tight to an instrument case. Another was a bright redheaded girl, with a sneer on her face.

Great, should be a fun time.

The guy who was talking to her had already disappeared into the crowd as everyone was dismissed to their dorms or the cafeteria. The promise of food was too appealing to pass up, so Franki flung her bag over her shoulder before exiting the aisle and joining the zombie-like crowd. The cafeteria was a typical cafeteria, long tables lined up in rows. It reminded Franki of the high school she had gone to back home.

She spotted a few people already sitting, chatting about their new school. The other water girl, who had caused the scene earlier, was already sitting at a table, happily chatting with a few others. Franki couldn't help but sneer and quickly moved to a table a safe distance away. There was essentially, nobody in the back of the cafeteria. There was only one other person that she had seen, and he didn't look like he wanted to be disturbed.

Dropped her bag on top of the seat, Franki went to go grab some food, which turned out to look more appealing than she originally imagined. Sitting down at her table, Franki found herself slipping into her favorite past time, people-watching.