Cecilia nodded and followed Rose and her friends to the female wing of the dorms, most of the short trip was in silence as she understood they didn't want to converse, by the way they would dart around the corner when she opened her mouth, and kept at a hurried pace so they seemed to always be out of earshot. Cecilia knew the assembly was soon and they would be late if they didn't get there soon, so she dispensed with the pleasantries and just followed.<br/><br/>When she reached her room, she found the door already unlocked. She inched the door open slightly and was greeted with the pleasant aroma of her favourite perfume, and a gentle classical melody playing in the background. She stepped inside and her butler was buzzing around the room, still setting it up and making it perfect. Her old bed was moved to this smaller room, the floors were covered in a comfortable rug with a coffee table at the center. Her book cases and books were moved and set up in the room. Somehow, they even had time to put up the same pink wallpaper she had in her old room back home. She felt instantly comforted by the familiarity and smiled as she looked around the room.<br/><br/>"Is it to your liking, Madam?" her butler asked, bowing politely.<br/><br/>"Yes! It is wonderful!" She beamed. It was as if they transplanted her own room into this smaller space down to the last detail, "You've done a wonderful job. I will be sure to advise my father so."<br/><br/>"Thank you, Madam. I appreciate your admiration." he replied, then continued straightening the bed sheets.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry. I may be late for the orientation presentation. I must be off." she advised, setting her bag down on the coffee table.<br/><br/>"Have a good day, Madame." he bowed as she left. Cecilia quickly shuffled down the hall towards the auditorium, looking for a familiar face as she went.<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/><br/>Jack was ushered to a room and left to his own devices. He pushed open the door to find a simple room, if not a bit musty. Throwing his bag on the bare bed he saw the dust fly up into the air and he coughed, pushing the pile of fresh linens off to the side to sit down. The room was bare and plain, with a single light in the center of the ceiling, a single, plain dresser and one closet. A rickety desk sat in the corner with a lone lamp on top. On top of the drab, plain feeling you got from the sight of the room, the stuffy smell of mould hung in the air and seemed suffocating. Jack sighed and went to the window, trying to pull it up but it wouldn't budge. When he finally realized the lock was still on, he pushed it over and started banging on the upper edge of the window to get it un-stuck. There was a sharp crack and the wood splintered from rot, and he felt a sharp pain run up the side of his hand.<br/><br/>Blood dripped on the bare floor as he silently cursed and pulled a face cloth from his back to put around his hand. Adrenaline ran through his body and he felt his other self surge inside of him, ready to take over, but he sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the spot of blood on the floor, focussing his thoughts and breathing deep to calm himself. It took a few minutes, but he calmed enough to move, so he stood up, tied the cloth around his hand tighter and left his bags behind to run to catch the assembly.<br/><br/>-------------------------<br/><br/>Jack burst into a room full of chattering students, all seated in rows of chairs lined up to face the stage where a tall podium stood. Some teachers were sat beside it on chairs facing the students. Jack scanned the crowd and found the red hair he was looking for and rushed to take a seat beside her. Why he chose to was obvious, she was the only other person here he knew. The other guy didn't even come to mind.<br/><br/>"Hey." Jack muttered.<br/><br/>"You made it!" Cecilia said, smiling at him, "It's starting soon. I'm excited!"<br/><br/>"Yeah. It's a new experience, I suppose. The unknown." he muttered. Cecilia nodded and looked back up to the stage, but her nose started twitching.<br/><br/>"Do you..." she paused, turning to him as she sniffed the air, "....smell blood?"<br/><br/>"N-No." he muttered, "Why?"<br/><br/>"I smell blood." she said, still sniffing. She secretly sniffed the jacket of the student in front of her and behind her, until her nose pointed in Jack's direction and her eyes went wide, "YOU!" she exclaimed, but tried to keep it in a whisper, "Are you hurt! What happened?!" Jack sighed and lifted his cloth covered hand. The bleeding had stopped but the cloth was stained a deep crimson. Her motions were almost too fast to see as she grabbed his hand and ripped off the cloth to look at the wound. Her sudden movement made him wince but she nervously glanced around the room to see if anyone else caught the scent but no one else seemed to notice. She placed her hand over the wound and there was a bright flash of light, like a camera going off when taking a picture and she let his hand go. It felt odd to him. like it had gone to sleep from lying on it and now it was hard pins and needles, but the blood was gone and his wound disappeared. He sat staring at his hand in utter astonishment, his mouth slightly agape.<br/><br/>"How did you?" he stammered, "Um, thanks." She grabbed his wrist and pulled him closed so only he could hear.<br/><br/>"Look, the next time you get hurt and don't tell me, you could be in alot worse trouble than a simple scrape. Remember, this school is populated by alot of half demons. Their demon halves could be something that's attracted to the smell of blood so you have to be careful. Especially Human blood. If you ever get hurt again, let me know and I will fix it right away. I don't want you to get hurt even more or get in trouble. Got it?" she demanded. Jack had no idea. He simply nodded and sat back quietly.<br/><br/>Cecilia sat up straight and returned her attention back to the front with a small sneer on her lips. She had no idea if what she just told him was true, but she was a little angry that he got hurt on the first day and lied to her about it, so she decided a little scare was sufficient payback.