Delores Petroff was on the far side of one of the rows of chairs.  She was curling up in one of the chairs with her black dress, her wild 'hair' swaying softly to its own tune gently as if the girl was somehow underwater.  This always happened when she slept.  It was the first day of school, the first time that humans would be roaming the halls, and, well to be frank, she didn't really see what all the fuss was about.  Oh she tried to stay awake but that's what she got for arriving early.  None of her friends were there yet, no one she particularly wanted to speak too, and thus she decided to drip off into her own little world.  Maybe she'd finally wake up and be out of school for good.<br/><br/>That didn't happen, as the assembly hall began to fill in.  Most gave the weird tentacled monster her space, finding seats atleast 3 or four seats away, but eventually someone had to risk it.  A bit of smaller goblin, eyeing the tentacles and nervously taking a seat, his eyes constantly looking how the appendages swayed and making sure to scoot away.  Not enough though as suddenly one touched him, and immediately reacted, coiling around the poor monster and dragging him towards her, a number of other little eyes and mouths appearing on her neck and arm.  She sensed the disturbance and slowly opened her eyes.  She yawned and her hair stopped just in time before a mouth on her arm was about to bite into the Goblin.  Delores caught sight of the poor terrified monster and smirked a little bit.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"Sorry, must be a little hungry too.  Did the assembly start?" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">The goblin shoke his head.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)"> "Aww shoot." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">The tendrils released the goblin who bolted away.  Meanwhile she just propped her head up on the arm rest.  </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">"Hey ladies, this seat taken?"  "Hey, beginning of the year.  I bet you want to start if off right."  "Who cares about announcements, lets ditch this place and have a little fun."  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Jacob Foster was having a hell of a time trying to get a seat.  Well, there were plenty available but the demon wouldn't be caught dead in a chair that wasn't next to some hot little number among the student body.  That was the big draw to the first assembly, you got to see all the new pieces of freshman meat.  Already there was a couple of darlings, and not so darlings.  He saw a tiger, an amazon.  They were cute in their own way, he didn't know if he was ready to take that step, dating a girl bigger then him.  Maybe he should try it though.  More to love right.<br/>
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Then after his constant purrosal and getting shot down, he noticed the cute little horns and yellow wool of one of his classmates.  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"Hey Ophelia."  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">The demon boy popped his head out over the sheeps' shoulder.  He had on numerous occasion tried to get her added to his list, but she has always been particularly hard to get, perhaps because of the clubs she's involved in.  He considered her a friend regardless.  He crossed his arms over the back of the chair.  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"I guess all those stupid flyers and speeches about integration finally paid off.  Good job."  </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">It was hard to tell if he was being serious. </span>