Marcellus walks in the school, clutching his bag protectively in case people tried to knock it out his hands. He found his locker and put his stuff in to find out what class he had first. "Are you serious! I hate art." He exclaims to himself, wondering if he could maybe switch out of the class. He decided he would wait a little before he made his decision, and began to head to class.<br/><br/>Cyrus walks in the school with a smile, and since he has already been here for a year, he found his locker immediately. He sees that math is first and is pleased. He was a straight A student and he oftened enjoyed the class. He heads in early and sits down in his seat.<br/><br/>Solice arrives with an irritated expression because she recently got in a fight with her mom on the way there, and already boys were asking for her number. She just ignored everyone, and went to her history class with her backpack.