Nimh was very, very late. But that simply wasn't her fault. Okay, if you asked anyone else, it was totally her fault, but she didn't consider it her fault, so it wasn't. She was on her way to the school when she saw a flower by the side of the road. And she couldn't just pick it. She had to take some time to admire it, take pictures of it, even look up what kind of plant it was. It sounded dumb, but she had never seen anything like this before. Transylvania had an incredible amount of flora here, and most of it was completely different from back home in Brazil.<br/><br/>So that's how Nimh had spent her orientation, far away from the school, looking at a flower. Her dad would kill her if he found out. She hoped the Headmistress or whatever wouldn't tell him.<br/>Nimh landed on the quad in her dragon form, shades of beautiful blue, pink, and green muted by the street lights around her. She quickly shifted into her human form, the satchel around her feathered chest shrinking and falling to the ground. Dad said he would send for the rest of her bags, so she only had the essentials. Mainly, school supplies and books. She picked up her satchel and began heading towards where she could hear noise.<br/>That was where the party was.<br/>She barged in, smiling sheepishly as she realized that she'd made a bigger entrance than she intended. "Hi!" she said, wiping off her clothes, which were a bit wrinkled from the journey. She was in shorts and a tank top, pink and green, which highlighted her darker skin tone. "Sorry I'm late! It wasn't my fault!" She looked around the room. Where was the lady in charge?