This was the only sound that had woken Fiona up from her small nap. Looking up, she could see the sun peeking through the branches of the tree she was laying under. It took her a brief minute to think about what was going on, where she was, and what had woken her up in the first place. Then she could hear her phone vibrate again meaning she was getting another message. She reached for her purse which was doubling as her pillow. Looking at her phone she could see she had more messages than she thought. All from her peers which was a surprise seeing that all of them believed that Fiona was a tree-hugging spoiled princess, never really taking the time to actually talk or hang out with the girl outside of class. But now that their dance teacher, Madam Romanov had told them how Fiona had "broken her leg", they were all asking who was going to take over all her parts and solos until she came back. The worst thing is that she didn't know when she was going to to go back or if she would ever get that chance to even go back.
She didn't even answer any of them except one from her closest friend, Mimi. A fellow vegan and dancer, that she had met when she was assigned to her dormitory where they were roommates. The pair weren't best friends but she was the closest thing to a best friend that the British girl had in her life. She wasn't one to let someone in her life enough to give the title of "best" anything. But, Mimi was pretty damn close. Looking at the text from the girl, Fiona couldn't do anything but smirk. Only because Mimi didn't ask anything about her spot but asked her exactly 'what her dumb ass did to break her leg'. Fiona, was not a good liar but she just said that she was trying to do Pas de chat for a routine and she just landed in a bad position. Mimi wasn't stupid, and she knew when her friend was lying and now was one of those times. But, she just told Fiona that whatever she was going through that she wished her luck. Which was all Fiona could do for herself as well. Looking at the time, she decided that she should probably head back into the line of fire. With all the cursing and angry people that she had walked away from. She could understand their annoyance but she just wasn't a fan a cursing and rarely cursed herself unless she was very pissed off at someone or in extreme pain.
Heading inside the building, Fiona looked in the hallways and decided that she could head back to her room or go explore to see what else this place held within it. She wasn't even paying attention to which was she was walked until she looked down the hallway to see someone else walking. She had seen him the the group while the benefactor was giving each one of them their power but she couldn't put her finger on it. She walked up to the Asian man with a smile on her face as she cleared her throat softly. "Hello, my name is Fiona. I remember seeing you before but I sadly cannot remember your name."