Jace Carter
No matter what you did, no matter where you go there is one truth to life. New clothes always have a tag that itches. When Jace arrived at the school only a few minutes ahead of time he sadly didnāt get to enjoy his first few minutes of high school as he sought out the little piece of cloth that seemed to annoy him to the point of insanity, this resulted in him rushing past everything in the front of the school and into one of the restrooms where he could remove it. The little annoyance was nothing though really, Jace took that moment to look into the restroom mirror and calm himself down, staring into his own eyes he studied the face that looked back. A face that had changed so much lately. The very clothes he whore had changed, now being a black button up shirt and kakis, clothes that heād never even worn before today. this is it, home. A new chance at everything that being said, or rather thought Jace headed out of the restroom with a smile on his face, a smile that was quickly vanished when he saw someone walk right by him carrying a giant sword. Even more oddly it was a girl who looked no bigger than the sword she carried.
He just couldnāt help but give pause as he looked around, the sword totting women not being the only one carrying weapons around, reflexively he touched his the ruby ring on his index finger. He knew that you were allowed to carry weapons to school but he didnāt know that EVERYONE carried weapons to school, his moment of shock though quickly vanished and a smile replaced it. at least it wonāt get boring Turning earily he started down the hall, doing his best to mingle with the crowd which was pretty easy since it seemed like you had one of everything here. At first he just enjoyed walking, moving from one little group to another so he could listen in for just a few moments before the pull of the crowd dragged him onwards, it was very entertaining for him. He almost forgot why he was their until he saw a bunch of people heading into one of the classrooms. With a start he reached around to his back pocket and tried to pull out his class schedule, unfortanetly he ended up getting jostled by more than a few people since in his sudden realization heād stopped right in the middle of the hallway. Muttering apologize behind him he kept moving as he looked over the list of classes, with a frown he ended up having to fight his way back in the other direction, which caused even more jostling, since he had already passed his homeroom class.
Finally making it to the door he was about to step in when he saw it, a fight break down just a little ways down the hall. For a second he considered getting involved, probably not the smartest move for his first day, mainly because he saw a girl standing so close he was sure that a miss thrown blow would hit her. To his surprise this girl ended up stopping the fight herself. His eyes took in the scene of the small blue haired girl, the same sword carrying one he had noticed earlier, manhandling two boys as she pulled them away. As she moved past him and carried or rather dragged them up the stairs he couldnāt help but chuckle a little, she had a rather innocent looking face and in many ways was pretty, she wasnāt one he would want to challenge though. mental note, even the cute and cuddle ones have fangsā¦or swords
As he moved into the actual classroom he noticed how most of the class was already filled up, he quickly took one of the remaining seats near the window as the class started up. Luckily for him everyone seemed busy doing their own little thing so no one noticed the strange new student in the class, the less attention the better. First thing first though the blue haired girl hurried back into class, she had probably disposed of her two troublemakers somewhere and Jace hoped he never found out where. Next a purple hair girl walking in, he could feel the obvious tension between her and some of the other girls in the class but he was a guy and Jace knew there was no point in him trying to understand whatever feud or fight was going on there. As Jace looked at one of the little gaggles of girls he noticed them casting glances at various boys around the class, he could only assume those where the ābig catchesā of the class. It seemed though that all of these girls kept glancing at one particular boy, a black hair almost sad looking guy who seemed to do his best to not give any of them a passing glance. Jace couldnāt help but wonder if it was because he didnāt want to lead them on or because he was just too clueless to notice. It almost seemed as though that was everyone as the teacher explained about an incident involving the death of a student, a fact that really caught Jaces attention. He only had a second to think about it though before another student burst into the room, looking like someone almost cooked him Jace couldnāt help but look from him to the rest of his classmates. This was gonna be something to get used too.