<div class="floatleft">(http://media.vanityfair.com/photos/55771289ca2dc24e4d265df0/master/h_606,c_limit/ruby-rose-orange-is-the-new-black-02.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Shane Harris<br/><strong>Tag Robin (Mumzers)</strong><br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Very puckish<br/><hr/><br/>And out sauntered the one and only Shane Alexandra Harris. With a swagger and a smirk, she had already spotted the car pull up outside and overheard some of the more colorful language coming from what she could only assume was one of the newest residents at Jamison Clarke. Putting on her best -welcome to Jamsion Clarke I'm a reformed lesbian- smile as she approached the new girl and her family.<strong>"Hello, I'm Shane I'll be your guide for the day." </strong>Waiting for the brother and mother to look away before she winked at the girl to play along.<strong> "If you grab your bags, I'll escort you to the office for your student pamphlet and schedule. Then I'll show you around. Please make sure any gay or lesbian videos or magazines stay behind. We don't allow it at the school and we have a strict policy on that type of behavior."</strong><br/><br/><br/>Waving off her brother and mother as she helped the new girl away from them, grabbing one of her bags trying to steer her inside. Oh how Shane enjoyed moments like this. Putting a family at ease whilst still attempting to corrupt the new girl. It was satisfying, even after it being her third year and all Shane found it to be quite enjoyable. Bronze student. The woman was never going to graduate, but why would she want to? This place was a gold mind and every year or so there would be fresh meat roaming the halls. Oh she would check out the new girl later, after she got her away from her family.