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He noticed a tall strikingly beautiful and thin girl standing off to the side of the hall follow him with her eyes. She had flaxen blonde hair and seemed to be having a conversation with the shorter dark haired girl across from her who was equally as beautiful.

He heard the last snippets of the conversation between the two as he approached "...like he's James Bond or something," his swagger dropped off as he drew nearer to the two girls. He shook his head slightly at the comparison to James Bond.

"Pardon me miss, but would you be so kind as to point me in the direction of the administrative office?" he said,tapping the brown haired girl on the shoulder lightly, the slightest hint of a tremor in his voice.

"I do apologize for the interruption. It was my intention to slip in unnoticed, but, alas my plan backfired," He said to the blonde haired girl, flashing a lopsided smile. following their thoughts he moved around the girls, farther into the building.

"Down this hall then?" he asked brusquely and rhetorically,

"My name is Bryce Barton by the way. But, please call me B.J." he said as he made his way down the hall towards the office.

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The lady at the desk was nice, if a bit clipped and strangely he had no idea what she was thinking. It was as if there was a wall between there minds much like the ones Professor X and Jane had used to help him gain a stronger control over his powers.

She handed him a welcome packet and pointed to a shelf with a stack of books and handout packets placed neatly in a pyramid. Unzipping the duffel he had been carrying he gently moved his folded re-curve bow out of the way and pulled his empty backpack from the top of his clothes. immediately he zipped the bag back up and opened the empty bag placing the books inside neatly, then he placed the welcome packet in the front pocket.

He suddenly noticed a small white piece of paper paper-clipped to the side of the packet. he removed it and zipped the bag up, slinging it onto his shoulders. unfolding the paper he found that he was to meet in the cafeteria around 3 pm after school.

"Well that is odd," he muttered to himself under his breath. folding the paper and shoving it into his back pocket he lifted the schedule the admin had printed off the counter and scanned to the class he had during the current period. He was surprised that by late the man who had dropped him off had meant that the last period of the day was more than half way finished.

Before he knew it the last 30 minutes of the day had come and gone and it was time for him to make his way towards the cafeteria. With a little hesitation he moved against the flow of students, back towards the cafeteria, waiting at the door to see if other people were going to show up.