<span style="font-size: 22px">William "Bill" Smith</span><br/><br/>William nods and mentally notes the firm grasp in the hand shake, not bone crushing, bit not a limp fish; good. William's mind is like that, it runs fast, tearing into and analyzing the world around him constantly. listening to his thoughts would, unfortunately, prove tiresome simply because this thoughts form and shift faster than can be put into words. William listens to the Headmistress's announcement over the intercom, mentally noting the locations of the speakers. William nods at the end of it.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><b>"Thanks. It's nice to meet you too. Looks like we're ahead of the game seeing we're both already in uniform."</b></span><br/>William absentmindedly holds his right hand in his left and rubs the dark burn scar on his right hand for a moment before realizing it and puts his hands at his sides.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><b>"Oh, umm I'm a member of the freshmen class. Which are you....ummm...I don't think i caught your name."</b></span>