<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>Kurt's room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 16th, Noon-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kurt<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Not sure what this is about<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Outfit (http://tudocommoda.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/vestido-curto-e-coturno.jpg) with black and white Converse sneakers (instead of boots)<br/><hr/><br/>Hourglass, as she preferred to be called by now, had transformed a good amount since coming to this school; It had only been about a month, but she was eager to leave her past behind. Unfortunately,<br/>it wasn't a simple task to accomplish when markings on your body told stories of your past. She wished she could just have changed her name and changed her look and that would be it, but it, sadly, was not the case. And while she had gotten brave enough to stop wearing her gloves all the time, she still had fears of people seeing her completely stripped of anything to hide her scars. They would point and laugh and call her hideous...Or at least that's how it always went in her mind. It was difficult being surrounded by such attractive people and being someone who felt like she had to constantly hide half her face just to make sure she stood a chance.<br/><br/>When she was asked to meet with Kurt Darkhölme, she had no idea what it was about. She couldn't have gotten herself into trouble, could she? No, she hadn't done anything wrong. Tessa was a mostly quiet girl who tended to keep to herself and not get into trouble. So, what was this about? There was no telling what it was, especially in a school like this.<br/><br/>She decided to go meet with him, at least to find out what this was about. Walking the halls, she carried nothing but her sketchpad, a notebook, and her pencil case, which was mostly filled with colorful pens. She tended to carry her drawing materials around a lot when it was a nice day out, and this was one of those days. Hopefully she wouldn't be stuck in this meeting for too long. She hoped that she could be in and out after explaining any misunderstandings there may have been so she could grab some lunch and eat outside to enjoy the beautiful weather and do some sketching.<br/><br/>As she walked the halls, she occasionally couldn't help but glance down to the room number she had written down on a page in her notebook. She had yet been to any of the teachers' rooms, so she didn't know them well at all. Her blue-gray eyes read each door number as she passed it before coming to the room that she had been told. She stopped outside the door and bit the inside of her cheek as she contemplated leaving, but she didn't. She would probably just make things worse on her if she really was in trouble. So, after a moment's hesitation, she stepped closer to the door and knocked lightly.<br/><br/><strong>"Mr. Darkhölme? It's Hourglass. I believe we have a meeting?"</strong>she announced herself through the door, though she hoped that he wouldn't answer. The Professor hadn't told her anything about Kurt and she didn't know what he looked like or anything. Was he even a teacher? Maybe he was a counselor? She had no idea what to expect on the other side of that door.