As Pierre held Ancelina's hand they were both nervous about the first batch of student who will enter LEV. The couple used their savings to make everything look perfect to the best of their abilities. They will be expecting everyone to arrive today. They heard a bang at the castle's door and waited for the Merisse to escort the first student to the office.
A girl in a white lace dress appeared before them with Merisse, her hair was kept in loos braid.
"Accueillez, je suis le Directeur Peirre et c'est la Directrice Ancelina",
"Bonjour! mon nom est Marie et je suis l'étudiant participant à un échange de l'Angleterre," Marie responded in perfect French as if it was her mother tongue.
"What a bright young lady," Ancelina clapped.
"Yes, and so are the others my dear. Merisse, can you escort her to the conference area as we wait for the others? Milady, we will soon start," Pierre bowed as a sign of respect for a woman.
Marie Contessa Love Klein was the first student to arrive.

Another knock was heard from the office, who could be the next student?

*Translation: Welcome, I am Director Pierre and this is Directress Ancelina.
Hi, my name is Marie and I am the exchange student from England

Natalia

Natalie sighed with her hand on resting on her hip. She wore her light blue jean skinny jeans and light cotton long sleeved Bon Jovi t-shirt finishing the outfit off with black ankle cut converse. She ran her fingers through her black slightly teased hair that had bleached highlights underneath. She walked up to this huge castle with her best friend Yohanna. Natalia didn't want to transfer schools from Spain to France. She didn't even know french, but she had no choice since she got kicked out of her other boarding school for being fun in her opinion. Who cares if she hosted parties in her dorm. It wasn't admin's busniess. She pulled the lollipop out of her mouth and looked at Yohanna. "Knock." She demanded with attitude. Yohanna was already kn her last nerve for the day and jumping up and down on it like it was a trampoline. She just couldn't drop the fact that Natlia had gotten the both of them kicked out of their school and all Natalia could respond with was: "Ay negra, no necessitas eso!" Natalia was your typical rebel, except super mysterious and quiet with people she didn't know.

Yohanna.

Bubbly Yohanna walked along side her best friend, Natalia. She smiled as they finally got to their new boarding school. She set her bags down on the door step next to Natalia's and pulled down her baby blue tank top and pulled up her her black skinny jeans. She brushed her fingers through her hair pulling it out of her big brown eyes and looked at Natalia who had just pulled out her normal accessory, the lollipop, and demanded that she knock. Yohanna ndded happily leaning over to knock on the big castle doors. All they had to do was wait for someone to answer now. Yohanna knew no french, but was happy to be in France. She ran her baby blue flip flop over the cement and looked up at Natalia who was angry with Yohanna, but Yohanna wasn't sure why. She was a bright bubboy personality who easily got on people nerves. She was overly friendly and very immature, but was quick to admit this. She twirled a peice of her wavy black hair between her fingers and sighed at the silence.

OCC::
Translation: "Damn, chick. I don't need this."
Please refer to the first picture for Natalia's outfit.

Another year another boarding school is what Julien thought as he was being dropped off at this castle like place in France. He really didn't want to come here but he got kicked out of his old school so his father didn't give him a choice. Only one other time in his life had he ever been to France and that was with his parents. He met beautiful women that's all he can really remember about the place. He didn't speak french at all but he could speak Spanish and Italian. Sitting in the car he realized how much he was actually going to miss Italy. It was where he was born and raised. Suddenly the car stopped in front of the place and he got out. " Thanks again for the ride beautiful" he said with a to die for Italian accent that's how he got the girl to give him a free ride anyway. After grabbing all of his things out of the car he walked up to the door and knocked. Just then some man had answered it and he walked inside. It was huge on the inside and nicely decorated. Looking around he didn't notice a girl in front of him with a Bon Jovi shirt on. He bump into her not causing either of them to drop anything." Dispiace che avrei dovuto guardare dove stavo andando" he said to the girl.







Translation: Im sorry I should have been looking where I was going

Natalia was pushed forward by someone bumping into her from behind thus instantly pushing her over the edge of anger. She turned on her heel crossing her amrs over her chest angrily glaring up at this gorgeous italian boy with an irresistablely sexy italian accent. She could tell her knew he was hot and used it to his advantage, so she made it a point to try and not let it get to her. “Excúsele. Sí, usted debe haber prestado más atención." She growls mo ing her hands from being crossed across her chest to her hips. "Natalia, da a individuo lindo una rotura. Él dijo que él estaba apesadumbrado." Yohanna said taking Natalia's hand before looking up at Julien. "Hello, my name is Yohanna y eso es Natalia. I'm from eh Spain." Yohanna smiled saying in her thick spanish accent offering her hand to him to shake. Natalia swatted Yohanna's hand down. "Para y callansen." Natalia scolded crossing her hands over her chest again not even looking at Yohanna's face which momentarily read anger, then hurt, back to her happy shy-er self.

OCC:
translation(s):
"Excuse you. Yeah you should have looked where you were going."
"Natalia, give the cute guy a break he said he was sorry."
"Stop and shut up."

" Como he dicho lo siento" he said to in spanish seeing that she spoke spanish. He thought it was funny how she thought that he didn't know spanish. She and her friend argued in spanish as she tried to introduce herself to him." Hello Yohanna my name is Julien I did not mean to upset your friend" he said kissing the back of her hand." I hope that did not offend you that is how a proper Italian man introduces himself to a lady I would introduce myself to your friend but I fear she would hit me if I tried." he said with a sexy smile. " Oh and by the way I am from Italy Sicily to be exact but I also spend some time in Rome."

Natalia rolled her eyes as Julien spoke in spanish as if he was a pro. Yohanna smiles all giggly like when he kisses the back of her hand. "She isn't harmless, and may bite a little, but not too hard." Yohanna teases as she takes her hand back and and puts her thumb through her front belt loop. "I'm not offended at all though. I hope to see how an italian gentleman treats ladies on a day like every day." Yohanna says in her extremly thick spanish accent messing up some of her english. "Ooh. I'm from Italy. I'm so well cultered. I speak three different languages. Blah blah blah." Natalia says in a some what american accent with a touch of spanish accent. She was born in california and had lived in spain for about four years, enough to pick up a slight spanish accent. "I'm Natalia. You're Julien. Whatever." She says annoyed slightly by his cocky sexy politeness. Yohanna glared at Natalia. "Be nice." Yohanna hissed to Natalia under her breath. "Callate, que I haven't cursed at him yet have I?" Natalia says waving Yohanna of and leaning against the door.

" Well I will show you" he said as the other girl looked at him and rolled her eyes. He didn't know why but the girl intruged him she was like a challenge that he would have to face. Beside the fact that she was kinda rude to him she was beautiful. He liked both of their accents they were incredibly cute." Actually I speak 4 different languages" he told her with a sly smile." What did I do to you to make you hate me? And do you guys speak Italian because you understood what I said at the begining" he asked them now leaning on his suitcase.

" Well I will show you" he said as the other girl looked at him and rolled her eyes. He didn't know why but the girl intruged him she was like a challenge that he would have to face. Beside the fact that she was kinda rude to him she was beautiful. He liked both of their accents they were incredibly cute." Actually I speak 4 different languages" he told her with a sly smile." What did I do to you to make you hate me? And do you guys speak Italian because you understood what I said at the begining" he asked them now leaning on his suitcase.

" Well I will show you" he said as the other girl looked at him and rolled her eyes. He didn't know why but the girl intruged him she was like a challenge that he would have to face. Beside the fact that she was kinda rude to him she was beautiful. He liked both of their accents they were incredibly cute." Actually I speak 4 different languages" he told her with a sly smile." What did I do to you to make you hate me? And do you guys speak Italian because you understood what I said at the begining" he asked them now leaning on his suitcase.

Lance made his way towards the door as he was instructed. Ahead of him was a girl rolling her suit case. He smiled at trotted up to her. "Hello there," he muttered in sexy French hinted accent. The girl jumped and tripped over her feet. Lance chuckled, but offered the girl a hand. She snuffed him and stood herself up. She brushed off her jeans.

"Blimey! What in the world did you think you were doing? Sneaking up on me like that. Just sod off," she cried. She walked forwards and entered the room without knocking. Lance trailed behind her, utterly flabbergasted. Both the kids entered the room. Lance sat onto a seat and relaxed. Maya, however, sat in the far part of the room and crossed her legs.

"Oh, and I'm Lance," Lance called to the girl he scared before.

"Hm.Charmed," she muttered. She returned her attention to the leaders of the school.

"Das ist was ich sagte, aber Papa meint es wäre besser den tatsächlichen Land gehen und dort die Sprache zu lernen. Statt an einer der deutschen Schulen Französisch lernen….Ich muss jetzt gehen, sprechen Sie mit Ihnen sobald ich eingerichtet werde. Tschuess.” The blonde haired girl hung up her mobile slipping it into her bag before leaning forward towards the driver’s window. She held open her translation dictionary looking at the driver with a big friendly smile as she spoke, "um…merci pour…le…tra-trajet.” She struggled a little with the last word but held her smile trying to look confident all deep down inside she felt nervous. How could her father send her to a country where she didn’t even know the language? And all alone.

The girl just smiled as the driver said something back but he was speaking to fast for her to look up all the words he spoke. Grabbing her bags she hopped out of the vehicle and followed the other kids towards the main entrance. She dodged a girl that tripped over her feet, leaping out the way almost like a ninja so she wouldn’t fall to before opening the door and took a seat. She wasn’t quite sure what she was supposed to do now and just kind of sat there with the other kids. She couldn’t help take a look around; there was a wide range of nationalities in the room, Italian, British, Spanish etc.







OCC Translation:
1. That's what i said to but dad reckons it would be better to go to the actual country and learn the language there. instead of going to one of the German French Learning schools...I have to go now, talk to you once I get settled in. Bye.
2. Thank you for the ride.

"I do not speak Italian, I understand it because it is close to spanish." Yohanna smiled saying the sentence with struggled english in her cute spanish filled accent as a girl shoved open the door and walked past them with another hot guy right on her tail. "Should go in? Us all?" She asks picking up her bags tossing her gray bookbag over her shoulder and pulling her two suit cases behind her. Yohanna walked in and reserved a seat for herself, Natalia, and Julien. She sat ijbetween the two empty seats so Natalia and Julien would be seperated for Julien's own good.

"I don't speak italian. I'm in the same boat as Yohanna. I don't hate you, Yohanna has been getting on my nerves since last nught and unfotunately for you, you're both on my last one and playing on it like it's a bounce house. Not only that but you think you're hot and sexy, but your ego kills it. And that's nice I really don't care if you can speak four languages or if your the prince of Italy. Now if you don't mind." Natalia lectured in perfect english with her spanish-american accent then grabbed he suit case, threw her black bookbag over her shoukders and towed her duffle bag with her into the room that was filled with her, Yohanna, some french people, soon enough the stupid-sexy italian and a german girl who had justbwalked through the door.

" Oh that makes sense" he said to Yohanna about speaking Italian. " Yea let's go in" he said as he helped her pick up her things. Picking up his guitar case and grabbing his bags Natalia had responded to his question." Well I am sorry for jumping on your last nerve that was not what I planned to do. I think I'm hot but sexy no I don't think that. Italy really don't have a prince but okay and you said I spoke 3 I was just correcting you" he said as he finished grabbing the rest of his stuff. Looking around the meeting room he saw a blonde , another guy, and another girl. He saw Yohanna motion for him to sit by her so he did so.

(OOC: Why did our post repeated like 4 times? Anyways, I won't create a character sheet for Merisse so we all can control her. She's one of the faculty, let's continue)
Merisse went to the huge antique doors and opened it. 5 people were outside. 3 women and 2 men.
"Soyez bienvenus à La Escuela de la Vida, le Directeur et la Directrice vous attendent au bureau. Et après cela nous procéderons à la région de conférence pendant que nous attendons les autres."
But she spoke again, "For Spanish speaking people, "Bienvenidos a La Escuela de la Vida, el Director y Directress le esperan en la oficina. Y después de esto procederemos al área de conferencia mientras esperamos los demás."
But she wasn't done yet, "For Italian's, Benvenuti a La Escuela de la Vida, regista e direttrice vi aspettano in ufficio. E dopo che si procederà alla zona conferenza mentre aspettiamo gli altri. And for German's Herzlich willkommen in La warten Escuela de la Vida, Direktor und Direktorin auf Sie am Büro. Und danach werden wir zum Konferenzgebiet weitergehen, während wir auf die anderen warten."
She escorted them to the office as Pierre and Ancelina turned their gaze from the huge windows.

Pierre & Ancelina
"Welcome children to La Escuela de La Vida. This is Merisse and yes she is multi-lingual and she will be helping you learn French, Thank you for that Merisse." Pierre began.
"Welcome as well, this is Pierre our Director and my husband and I am Ancelina, the Directress." She approached everyone and offered her hand for a shake.
"I believe we are still waiting for a few more people to arrive. Merisse will escort you to the Conference Area for some tea and cookies," Pierre dismissed them as Merisse escorted them towards another huge room inside the castle.

MARIE
She was busy stirring her tea as she gazed at the beautiful scenery before her through the huge french windows when the door at the other end of the huge room.
Merisse entered with a group of people who obviously were around her age. She stood up and smoothened her perfect white dress. As she lifted her gaze she found the two pairs of amazing eyes. Yes two, one was from a brown haired guy who was obviously interesting and one from a guy who was obviously Italian.
"Bonjour!" She greeted them as she flashed them a bright smile.

*Tr: Welcome to La Escuela de la Vida, Director and Directress are waiting for you at the office. And after that we will proceed to the conference area while we wait for the others. (Just in diff. languages)

Natalia

Natalia went and sat beside Yohanna. Just as Natalia sat down this nice woman who greeted them in three different languages. She smiled and stood as the lady lead them into a room with a director and a drlirectress who addressed them and then a girl in a white dress storing a cup of tea. Natalia could already tell she most likely would NOT get along with this girl who greeted them with a "Bonjour!" and a too white smile. Natalia reached for a small serving plate with a cup kf tea and cookies on it. She added cream and honey before stirring then sipping it. Natalia wasn't a huge fan of tea, but she was thirsty and dieing of hunger. "Yo, I'm hungry." Natalia whispered to Yohanna.

Yohanna

Yohanna smiled at Natalia and Julien when they sat next to her and it seemed like not even five minutes when a woman named Merisse came in and greeted them. Yohanna smiled at the well spoken woman as she led them into a room with the. Dirctor and directress who greeted them as well. Yohanna smiled her bright friendly smile at the couple in charge as they led them into another room with a pretty young lady. They girl in the wuite fress stood and straightened herself and greeted them in french with a bright friendly smile. Yohanna decided this would be a girl she would like to get to know better, just because he was pretty and friendly like herself. She looked over at Natalia who had whispered he was hungry to Yohanna and Yohanna replied with a "Yo tambien." meanig me too in spanish. Neither if them had eaten all day and ut was already almost three inthe afternoon.

Natasha sat quietly in her seat watching some of the other students interact with each other. They must know each other. If only one of my friends were here, it would be so much better and fun. But then again I guess it’s always good to network. She smirked a little before hearing the doors open as she started up and gave her full attention to the girl who began to speak in another language. The first few language she spoke, didn’t ring a bell in Natasha but then as she heard her speak in German she couldn’t help but smile. Natasha shook each one of their hands as they moved along the line of students before following everyone else into another room.

At first she hesitated a little to grab some food and tea unsure what exactly she wanted. There were so many delicious looking biscuits and cupcakes that it made it hard for her to choose something. I guess I can always come back for seconds. Natasha grabbed herself a napkin and placed one of the pink cupcakes on it before pouring herself a cup of tea. She heard a girl dressed in an elegant white dress say “Bonjour” to them all before smiling brightly.

Natasha smiled at her friendly and also said “bonjour,” before taking a bite from the cupcake. “Wow das ist so gut,” she mumbled with her mouth half full remembering back to all the yucky food she was served on the plane here.


Translation: Wow that is so good.

Lance watched the lady speak and he nodded. Lucky for him, he was already fluent in French. After all, Belgium is a French speaking country. Lance shook the hands of the other students and followed behind the group. Lance ruffled his hair in nerves. He wasn't a shy guy, he just didn't like being one of two guys. In fact, all the girls made him a little nervous. He nodded towards the other guy in the group, hoping for a response. May as well start making some new friends.

Maya, on the other hand, watched the lady speak with little to no understand of what she said. In a fluster, she followed the other students. She didn't shake their hands. What was the point? None of them would want to associate with her anyway. She flicked her blond hair and held her head high. May as well take the role as the 'bitch' with dignity.

When everyone arrived at the room, Lance immediately grabbed some food. "Je suis commencer et mort de soif," Lance commented in perfect French. Maya watched him with obvious disdain towards his manners. "Waahat?" He said, with a mouth full of food.

Maya crossed her legs, adorned with black jeggings, and rolled her eyes. "Do you always eat in such a manner?" She asked, cocking a blond eyebrow. She fixed her slightly baggy off the shoulder shirt and flicked her hair again. Gingerly, she grabbed a cup of tea and began sipping it.

Two Spanish looking girls looked at her after she greeted the group. The other one looked offended at her sight while the other one smiled as brightly as she did.
A blonde girl grabbed a pink cupcake from the table and greeted her back with Bonjour as well.
“Wow das ist so gut,” A pretty girl said after taking a bite of the cupcake.
"It's good right? I'm Lei and you must be from Germany. Am I right?" She offered her hand for a hand shake.
"Let me get you some tea," Lei offered and as she was heading back with a cup of tea she heard a guy speak in French, "Je suis commencer et mort de soif,"
Good! Someone speaks in French, she can practice her's if ever, "Vous devez être desséché. Allait-il comment votre voyage?"
"I am Marie (/Maryey/) and I'm from U.K. How about you?"

(Trans: You must be parched. How was your travel?)

Lance glanced up when a pretty girl walked into the room. He cracked a small smile and Maya rolled her eyes at him. Typical boys, she though. Lance's goofy smile remained plastered on his face as the girl talked. His smile grew when she spoke practically perfect French. Just like him. He stood and sauntered over to her.

"Marie, it is lovely to meet you, I'm Lance." Then, to respond her French question. He said in his fluent French, "I'm sain. Je vous remercie. Et comment allez-vous , mesdemoiselles?" He cocked his brow and flashed another smile. His eyes scanned the girl over, but soon they remained on her eyes.

Maya almost choked. "Oh, that's truly disturbing," she muttered. She stood and also approached the girl. "You're from the UK? As am I. Nice to meet you, I suppose. Where are you in from in the UK?" She asked, holding out her hand with perfect nails and offering an incredibly small smile.

(Trans: I'm well. Thank you. And how are you, miss?)

Ziel climbed out of his Austrian friend's nice rental car, hustling to avoid the conversation, he knew Rudiger wanted to castigate a piece of his mind on Ziel. "( Nachste zeit, du fragen mich. zu kommen mit dich . zu ein fremdes Land . Ich bin verlassen dich ausserhalb .der baulichkeiten, erwachsene nutzen .) Next time you ask me to come with you to a foreign country, I am leaving you out side the buildings grown ups use", actually Rudiger was the same age as Ziel, but he was more of a skirt chaser than susceptible to spontaneous actions like Ziel. "(du sehr froh sein . ich hatte der richtig denkweise. zu weg bleiben der holle von dich. um der mietwagenfirma. Der vertreter, tat kein weiss ich war mit dir .) You be very happy, I had the right mind to stay the hell away from you in the rental car shop. The representative, didn't know I was with you, when he threw your ass out."

"(du bedeuten dich hatte zu verwenden der toilette. um ein bequemer zeit. ich mag stell.) You mean you had to use the bathroom, at a convenient time, I might add.", Ziel held back a laugh, but it was there, locked behind his lips. Ziel spoke with what sounded more like a dutch person trying to speak German type accent. His expression conveyed the tender sympathy he felt for others, "You weren't there, the little kid was so upset. I am so weak to sorrow. He pointed right at that car... and I tell you, he said that French thing was so ugly, it burned his brain to think about it. it was the car making him weep, it did some other stuff to him, but he said those parts in French. I dont know french, but I had TOOOO help". Ziel's face remained maudlin, which was in part to the minor stop he enjoyed at a bar before going to rent a car. He was exclusively reminiscing about the damage he gave the particular car that had bothered the child at the rental store. It's not really clear why the child hated that car, or what it happened in it, but Ziel took it upon himself to put some dents in it, and run before the security jumped him.

"I am a people person.", Ziel noded his head with all the honesty he could call forth in his facial expression. Rudiger shook his head, leaned over to Ziel's side of the car, and gripping the door handle, "People person. Ich glaube nicht, diese.. verwesen".

Ziel grasped the door above the window frame, as he smiled brightly, "Dont forget to find me a motorcycle".

Rudiger pulled the door shut, just after responding, as Ziel withdrew his hand from door, "Dont expect me to be at my hotel, I going to be with sleeping with some French gals, before I find you a motorcycle." Ziel occupied himself with retrieving his luggage from the back of the car, placing it on the ground a few inches from the car, and shut the door behind him.

Ziel glanced at the La Escuela de la Vida castle from the corner of his eyes, he frowned a bit at all the foliage draping the castle, it was pitiful compared to the lively greens of his home country. He didn't hate the trees and the greens, and their absence of reds and orange shades, he rather felt sorry for them. Behind him Rudiger drove off, as Ziel approached the castle door, hauling his two large bags of luggage by each hand. A few knocks or centuries later, Merisse finally returned to the front door. Ziel swallowed anxiously, his lips pursed before he stopped Merisse in her mid greeting, and addressed her with a polite tone, "Hi I am Gisil Buechel. I dont know french. I am not German , thank god, but the language is my natural tongue".

"Fair enough, I will speak to you in Deutsch, if you like. Follow me please, some of the others are already waiting.", Merisse didn't seem offended by Ziel's initial reproach to French, it was not likely Ziel would avoid learning the language as he spent time at the school. "It is ok, my country is big on teaching us to speak English as well.", Ziel regretted the last statement, as it was sensible that the students would be speaking French or their own languages as oppose to English of all things.

Ziel stood nervously at the conference room door way, after Merisse escorted him to the doors and opened them up to the other exchange students already engaging in social propriety. Ziel had never gone further than his good neighbors the Swiss and Austrians, and by all means he never wanted to visit Germany. He couldn't even guess at what the nationalities of each student was, and the languages flowing through the room were making him even more shy, his face turned a bit red with embarrassment. He heard one Belgium boy speak french, but the male didn't resemble any of the locals Ziel had seen, he was almost certain the boy wouldn't be in the exchange student room if he was French. Well look at that, I was slightly late, and I am already falling behind

Natasha shook the girls hand before quickly swallowing her food feeling rather embarrassed talking with a full mouth. She was also rather surprised that someone could actually understand and that most people her spoke English as well so she could at least understand them having study English herself for 4 years at school. “Yes I am, I’m Natasha nice to meet you,” although she had learnt English for 4 years you could still hear her German accent as she spoke.

“Thanks,” she smile politely grabbing the tea and taking a sip before glancing around at the rest of the room and the other faces. All of the sudden the girl named Lei and some other guy began speaking fluent French and her mouth kind of dropped open a bit. Holy crap, what have I got myself into. Maybe I should’ve paid more attention to my French tutor. Natasha took another bite from the cupcake before noticing the door open again to the front room where they were just in. A new student had arrived who seemed a little nervous hearing everyone talking and so Natasha gave him a warm smile, not knowing if he actually saw it or not before going to grab herself another cupcake. She was known to have a sweet tooth.

MARIE
"No biggie Natasha," She really liked her.
After speaking with the guy he aslo introduced his self. "It's well to meet you Lance, but I reckon we should speak in English for others might not understand us," and then an Asian looking girl introduced herself as MAYA and shocked Marie with her declaration that she was from the U.K as well. She responded with a genuine smile and said in a thick British accent, "I'm from a bit around Oxford, but me Mother is from York. But the way, I am Marie ". She accepted the handshake.
"Before we go on, this is Natasha. And Natasha this is Lance and Maya,"
Just then the huge antique doors opened and out came Merisse with another guy.

ALASHENEE
After a cab dropped Ala off she carelessly went inside the castle door, someone left it open so she decided to enter. She is a student there after all. She heard the huge doors open in one of the hallways so she followed the sound as she dragged her two suitcases. Soon she saw the the door was being closed so she dropped her belongings and rushed towards it so that she would be able to enter. She ran and pushed it open as hard as she can, knowing that the huge doors are heavy causing Merisee to bump into another guy who was standing near the doorway.
Ala just started another commotion!

Ziel glanced at the three Latin students, it seemed like they were all from some common background, and were developing a small private group. The Latin students didn't strike Ziel as a bad bunch, or so he thought, and would be sorely mistaken if he attempted to greet Natalie in her current mood. Ziel didn't feel any different about Natalie than he did about yohanna, they both appeared to be charming girls with lustrous waves of unique dark strands. From the boy on the other hand, there was a commensurate puerile vibe, a fellow brother with a juvenile history like Ziel's.

His gaze met a friendly smile, and the beauty granting him some peace of mind, reminded him of his home. Although she did relax him, Ziel's red cheeks brightened even more when he conceptualized that she was a German speaker. Her requisite eyes (essential to convey her determination or strong will to achieve) gave Natasche's nationality away, before her blonde hair and the way her silky cheeks formed around her full lips. Ziel smiled shyly in return to her, not sure himself is she saw it too, He couldn't help but stare at her pretty lips covered in cupcake mess as she rewarded her tongue with more sweets. A girl with long wavy brown hair was greeting every one near the girl Ziel felt a ethnic resemblance with, and by the looks of Marie, Ziel presumed the girl was American.

Merisse smiled at how well the students were getting along, or so she thought, with out being a mind reader. She turned and shut the doors to the conference room behind Ziel, " Kommen. du kannst nicht einfach durch die Tür zu stehen./ Come on, you can't just stand by the door." Ziel felt her hand press lightly at his back, he face her tensely as she spoke admonishingly, when suddenly the doors burst open. Merisse's heels buckled, Ziel let of his luggage, as her body fell into Ziel's arms as the door knocked her, and her face nestled into his chest. Ziel glanced down embarrassingly at Merisse's face touching his bare skin, as he helped her to her feet. Merisse situated her self out of the door's swinging distance, before fixing her clothes up, and standing in a dignified poster. Ziel hastily buttoned up his shirt, which he had opened up during his drunk moments just before going to get a rental car with Rudiger. He glimpsed over the girl's hands, and presented her with a soft voice, "where is your luggage ?"

ALA
"Where's your luggage?"
An older woman, whom she bumped to, was back at her feet again.
Ala remained standing by the crack of the huge antique doors. She just stared at the guy who spoke and was slowly blowing a bubble from her gum.
POOOP! The bubble burst in her face that it left a mess on her face. Ala wiped her face clean and continued to chew noisily.
She shrugged as a response to the guy. When she looked around, her eyes widen with awe and surprise. "Whooooaaaaa!" Her lips emitted the sound as her jaw slowly dropped.
"Is this really a castle or I'm trapped in a space traveling thingy?" She walked over an old vase standing next to a statue.
"Why do you speak funny?" She poked Ziel's arm once she was done roaming her eyes around the conference area.

((I can't keep up. I'm dropping out.))