Standing alone in front of the school building with only a bag on her shoulder, a cream colored blond rubbed on her arm for a moment in thought. "Well, this ought to be different." School, a school. She couldn't believe it. In all her years she had never felt like actually going into one of these buildings. Sure, she was smart enough, but she preferred staying at home with her father and tutor. Adjusting her black miniskirt and cream colored corset, she slowly made her way into the building, almost instantly giving herself away by the sounds of her black stilettos clacking against the floor with each step. Hoping she would have her own room, as she normally did not get on with others, she went to the desk and looked at the boy behind it, clearing her throat for attention. "I know I'm late, but my things should already be here." Tossing her layered hair over her shoulder she leaned on the counter, eying the figure before her with her ice blue eyes. "Under Cedron, Narya Cedron."