<b><span style="text-decoration: underline">Outside</span></b><br/><br/><span style="color: Teal"><b>"Fredward...."</b></span>The blue haired girl seemed to completely forget about what was happening in the moment, and just let the apple go.  Boys were good at catching things, he'd figure it out.  Ekho fished out a piece of paper from the satchel laying next to her on the branch.<span style="color: Teal"><b>"I've been assigned to a room with a Fredward if I remember right.  Less'ee here..."</b></span>She re-read some of the info aloud:<span style="color: Teal"><b>"Room 02, corner room.  Based on scholastic history, prior behavioral reports, and past performance; initial roommate assignment is Fredward Cooke.  Male, 18."</b></span>Folding up the paper and putting it back in one of the many folders contained within her satchel Ekho looked back down.<span style="color: Teal"><b>"Is that you?"</b> </span><br/><br/>The boy didn't appear to be a typical scholar, but the letter was quite clear they had been paired together based on that information.  Who was she to question it?  Maybe he was some kind of prodigy, or an eccentric genius!<br/><br/>The teen stood up on the branch and put her satchel over her neck then lightly let her feet roll off the back, caught the branch with both hands over her head, and dropped lightly to the ground next to Fredward.<span style="color: Teal"><b>"Did they assign any homework we can get started on?"</b></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>