Noah shrugged and stayed in his room alone. He pulled out a piece of black chalk.<br/>"Now, if I remember this right..."<br/>He started drawing a circle of runes on the wall, etching each carefully. When he was finished, he spit on it and rubbed it in, smearing a few chalk marks. The circle glowed and disappeared, but the effect was in place. He put his hand on the wall, but it went right through. Perfect. He got it.<br/>He put a poster of his old lacrosse team over it, just above his head. He was still quite partial to the sport. It was the first thing he had done to become social. Being a demon where not many people understood you, that became hard.<br/>He let his black devil's tail slip out of the hem of his pants now, whipping a few times. He pulled down his black hood, revealing long white hair and a pitch black halo. He sat back on his bed and kicked on some music.<br/>That is, before he heard 'party'.<br/>Now, suprisingly, Noah wasn't all too much of a party-goer. He was usually fairly laid back, but hey. Why in Hell not? First day anyways.<br/>He stood up and twisted his spine in an angle no human could possibly achieve, it cracking loudly. He rolled his head around his shoulders and walked out of the room. He looked down the halls and shrugged. He walked further down and found a soda machine, actually paying instead of using psychic to jack one. He got a Cherry Dr. Pepper (another Earthly thing he was quite partial to) and nearly chugged the whole thing in one gulp. The sugar made his black halo seem even darker, and a bit more radiant. He smirked and leaned against the wall.