Brian watched the meeting from far away, looking at each new student and studying their manners and the way they moved. There was a certain way people moved or talked with each other, the way they view or studied others that could tell Brian a lot about them. This would be the first year that he actually would be full part of the group since he was recruited late in the middle of the term last year and could not fully enjoy it. He noticed a couple of Asian people which was always good, he had a thing for Asian's male or female alike. He remained silent as the chancellor talked to them, it was the usual stuff he heard last year, knowing that he did not needed to stay here this would be a good opportunity to study them before everybody else. The meeting was over and the students were starting to pick up their stuff and leave, if they hugged their bags meant they were protective and perhaps even shy at some point, if they let it hang on their backs meant that they were normal or perhaps trying to act cool. Noticing a couple of people protecting their stuff made him smile, this was going to be a good year.<br/><br/>He was the last one to leave of the students, grabbing his backpack he let it hang loose on one shoulder as he followed them out. Once they were gone to find their rooms it made him smirk, this was clearly the year he was going to have fun. He looked at his wrist watch and sighed, he still had some time to kill for the day. There was only one good place he knew that could ensure him killing some time, the library. He walked away from the group and walked for a little bit, his face looking straight forward the entire time. He walked into the library and saw a couple of people already there, from a couple of Asian people to a girl he knew from his previous year. He waved at her with one hand and turned around to look at the psychology books that the school had which were expensive in their own right. His eyes noticed a particular book, it was green and forgotten in a corner of the book section,<em>How to read people like a book</em>was the tittle. He blew off the dust from the book and smirked looking over it, "This should make a good read for now".<br/><br/>Walking over to a table he placed the book down gently on the desk and sat down on the chair. The room was rather cold which was always good, he loved this library for a couple of reasons, one of them the books which he read them all, or mostly all that interested him. Everybody knew how he acted around people, always looking at the way they acted it was said that he knew the perfect thing to say in every given time. He was one of the brains of the group and he was quite proud of it. He opened the book, his eyes shifting through the pages as he smirked<em>Chapter 1: people's eyes can give you all the information that you need, the way they shift their eyes and the way they look at you or don't look at you, if they shift their eyes up or down it all has a significance determining if they are telling the truth..."</em>This was all of course things that he knew from other books so this was not telling him anything new, however every book had a message and he would find the message on this one.