Calypso jumped as her phone vibrated in her lap. No one here had her number, except the office.<i>What am I being blamed for this time?</i>she wondered to herself, only to open the message and be very surprised. The girl looked over her shoulders to see if anyone were watching, then hurried down the hall to her first class. It was no wonder that Archon was her first slot this year, she entered the room with her nose in her phone. Trying to think. What if this was a trap? What if this was their way to spot problem children who'd they set back a year? Another year of crazy to deal with wasn't an option in her mind.<i>What if this is real though?</i><br/><br/>The girl typed out a quick reply,<b>Eavesdropping isn't polite. You have my attenion.</b>She nervously hit the send button and tucked her phone into her pocket. And paused in her tracks again. A new face? She shook her head, "I'm sorry, I'm a bit late." she said, taking a seat in front. A space between herself and the other student.