Maia craned around in her seat to see the building as they approached. She smiled. It was pretty brick structure, with ivy creeping up the sides, clinging to the wall as children do their mothers. It reminded Maia of her Nonna's home in Italy, though the facility looked newer.<br/><br/>Finally they exited the limo, Maia stumbling and very nearly face-planting on the gravel. She straightened as red creeped over her face, hoping no one saw her stumble. She brushed a pin-curl behind her ear and hurried to keep up with the rest, throwing her bag over her shoulders as she did.<br/><br/>In the lobby they were met by whom Maia assumed to be the chairman, a Mr. Matthew Aalto. His greeting a short, a few sentences revolving around comfort and rules, and he told them that 'Jared' would be doing quite a few things for them. Maia peered at the driver quickly, who had lead them all in. Upon noticing his grim expression, she looked swiftly away.<br/><br/>Soon they were being herded into an elevator, a rather large one by the look of it. Maia took a spot in the back, but was shoved out of the way as someone decided to take the spot on the bar she had been blocking. Sighing, Maia found a spot where she wouldn't be in anyone's way, her hands gripping the straps of her backpack hard.<br/><br/>She wondered idly which person she would be rooming with. She peered at all the faces surrounding her.<span style="font-style: italic">Probably not a boy,</span>she thought with a blush.<span style="font-style: italic">They would have split the girls and boys into different rooms, right?</span>Maia shyly peeked at the standoffish boy in the corner, but dropped her eyes when he made eye contact. Taking a deep breath, she clutched the straps of her bag and watched the number of floors increase as they went up.