Raffy Furier
Serafina definitely hated first days. Who didn't though? If you didn't include those awkward freaks that didn't have a life and were oh so excited to get back to school and see their friends again, no one liked first days of school. They were boring, almost always. And there was always that one weird teacher that tried to make it fun by acting like they were one of them, or trying to pull some sort of prank or something, and really it just made it awkward for everyone else. Though she supposed it might be different here, it had to be different here. Besides, she had first period History, and though she probably knew the curriculum already... at least Mr. Blackwater would be there. He was a cool teacher, she had decided, not in the way that made it awkward but just that he wasn't totally boring. And she sort of liked him. Since they moved into the academy once they got their powers, she had gotten to know the teachers, sort of like how everyone else had. And Sage was someone she had really gotten to know. Though right now, that wasn't whom she was trying to find.
Raffy had sent her best friend Seb a text this morning, one that simply told him that; Your ass better be in the cafe by seven thirty! She knew many people had been up at six that morning, getting ready or just from nerves, but as usual she had woken up at seven and then stayed in bed another fifteen minutes, leaving her with five minutes to get ready before she had to leave to meet her bestie. Her hair was in a loose plait, which she had done the previous night after showering so it would be easy to manage in the morning. Turns out it was a good choice, and when she brushed through it it was left with a gently wave and there were still streaks of dark orange from it being wet, but she didn't mind. Picking out an outfit was easy too, very light pink distressed skinny jeans and a cute white, sleeveless top that was held up by her chest- she would have to remember not to slouch when she sat that day, didn't want to accidentally flash anyone.
Surprisingly, she left her room sort of happy, even though her feet were killing in the black and tan sandals she wore. Maybe she was dressed up a little bit to impress Seb, or even Sage, and who knew what other boys would decide to take a liking to her this year? Either way, it was a huge change from her usual hoodie-and-hottopic-jeans default, which would probably be what she was outfitted in for the rest of the year. And it wasn't like she had the most attractive attitude either, so she didn't understand why she had had so much luck with guys in the past. It must have been the rare days that she did wear nice things, or just that she was a total bitch and "hard to get", as she had been told. Suppose she was though, but she had no idea why that was a turn-on for some guys. Raffy wasn't even at the cafeteria yet when she pressed call on her cell, not knowing if Seb was there already or not.
Kotabear Marks
There were three people on campus that Dakota Marks had "marked" as hot. First was Dexter Abrams, his roommate. The guy was smokin', and incredibly straight, but that did not stop him from flirting with the guy at any chance he got. Which was like always, because Kota just had a talent for it, and for making other people feel awkward. That wasn't even surprising though, he was the most openly gay kid ever, yet he flirted with the female population on a regular basis and mainly focused on making everyone feel really uncomfortable all the time, especially all the straight guys. Then there was another aspect of him, the one that wanted all the attention and didn't care how he got it. There were times when he made a fool of himself just to get a laugh out of people. Actually, that occurrence wasn't entirely uncommon. People liked him, people found him funny, it was easy to act like a dumbass to please people. Not to say he was a people pleaser, he cared little of what other thought of him, he just liked being the class clown. It was easier for him than actually being himself and trying to make friends, because in that case he would have probably never made any friends at all.
He was one of those kids that were up at six in the morning. It didn't matter that he had taken a shower the previous night, he needed another one. Shameless, Kota walked around their dorm in his boxers, which were considerably tight and short. More boxer-briefs than anything. It was such a disappointment though that Dex wasn't even the slightest bit gay, because being roommates with a gay guy could have really been used to his benefit. When in class did he have the chance to run around in his boxers? Uh, yeah, never. Though he was looking forward to the locker rooms before Defense, he would at least get to walk around in his boxers then. It wasn't like he was creepy about it or anything, but he had no shame in checking other boys out either. It wasn't even weird, guys checked girls out all the time, right? That was like him, it didn't mean he wanted to date every single guy or something, and fortunately it seemed that most of the boys there had understood that. Or at least were trying to.
The other two sexy people were Zhayne Spencer and Nathan Veris. Though he rarely knew Zhayne, he knew the guy was hot, and the rest just didn't really matter. As for Nathan, it was the same situation, but Nathan was hot in a different kind of way. Zhayne had that sort of mysterious, sexy bad boy attraction to him, and Nathan had the nice, gentlemanly boy attraction. Even with the temperament, though he would admit the whole fire thing just made him a little hotter- irony, hah.
A little bit later and he was back in the room with just briefs, dancing around to music that he was providing with his own voice, and searching for clothes. In the end he had slipped on a pair of black skinny jeans that were tighter than skin, and a white tattered shirt. "Dexter, are you still here?" He called, flopping back onto his bed. He had to get to homeroom by eight thirty, and it was probably going on seven thirty now. If Dex was there, he would probably ask to walk with him, considering he was a little bit nervous about first class. If not, he would wing it. After a little bit he grabbed his phone and slipped a pair of headphones onto his neck, heading out anyways in the direction on the cafeteria. Unfortunately when he got there, there was no one he knew, and he ended up just lazing about at his own table with his feet up on another and BMTH playing loudly from his headphones.