<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2014/244/2/d/laura_pol_paint_by_patricia_crvl-d7xjoof.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tessa "Tess" Cantrell | Hourglass<br/><strong>Location:</strong>A Classroom<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd, Mid-Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charles Xavier, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Arriving<br/><hr/><br/>Tess entered the classroom, quietly, and stopped in the doorway as she looked at the small group of people in the room. Taking a step or two back, she made sure she had the right room before re-entering without a word. She gave Professor Xavier a slight nod before walking up to one of the chairs and sitting down with her feet apart and her knees pressed together. She wore a black<strong>sweater</strong>(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d8/55/14/d85514ea29c4b1e35f0c623432af89b4.jpg), dark blue skinny jeans, a pair of dirty old Converse sneakers, and pair of black finger-less gloves. Her black side-swept bangs hid the majority of the right side of her face, including one of her blue-gray eyes.<br/><br/>Sitting in silence, her left leg bounced, impatiently, hoping this class would begin soon. Her eyes fixated on a spot on the floor where it looked like something had dripped. It looked like a simple water droplet, but she stayed fixated on it, not bothering to look around the room.