<div class="floatleft">(http://x17online.com/media/images/2012/10/glamour-taylor-swift-460.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Allison of the Southern Isles / Hans of the Southern Isles.<br/><strong>Role</strong>: Student.<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Beginning of 5th Period<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Near/under the Bleachers --> Top side<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mal, Nessa, open.<br/><br/><br/>Small, milky hands gripped a leather bound book of crimson. On the spine it read "The basics of magic." Blue eyes locked on the pages as the fifth class started. The forgetful girl was leaning on her bag and lost in the pages under a lovely oak tree. It was as if she was in a trance. Time was frozen around her. The young girls love for magic was clear to anyone who knew her.<br/><br/>As a soft, cool breeze came through it turned some of the pages. Ca using just enough of a distraction for her to look up and see the bleachers. As other students where there she clearly did not miss class. Eyes like the ocean watched the two as her book was placed neatly in a yellow bag with purple butterflies around it.<br/><br/>Standing up the same cool breeze creases her skin and causes Allison to stop for a second and enjoy the feeling. But then she is back to her mission. To be sociable and maybe make a friend. One step at a time the girl makes her way to the bleachers walking under them at first she looks to the girl who was under them. A soft, warm smile is given before a sweet voice speaks up. "Hello, I am Allison of the Southern Isles." Is all she can manage to say before she extends er hand outward for a handshake. As that seems to be what people do when trying to make new friends. She the looks to the other one. Called 'Mal' it would seem. With the same warm smile she dips her head respectfully with a soft "Hello."