It was raining, he loved the rain usually. The Rain was the perfect setting for dramatic love scenes in the movies. The air was fresh smelling, like the world was taking a shower. Andre' stood with his head facing the clouds, his eyes closed as the rain played down his face, around him other students were walking briskly to keep out of the rain as much as possible, a few gave him odd looks. Andre didn't care, no matter what odd habits he seemed to have people always came to like him, it was hard not to like a son of the goddess of love.<br/><br/>Yes that was his origins, the goddess of love Aphrodite of the Greek legends, rather than simply dying away with Ancient Greece Olympus had moved its seat of power along with western civilization. His mother was Aphrodite, goddess of love. His father had been in the French Foriegn Legion, which was the reason for his name being Andre', a french name meaning 'warrior'. He found it ironic since he was really more of a pacifest. He was a warrior of peace perhaps? he didn't know.<br/><br/>Andre sighed and lowered his head, opening his dark yellow eyes, people always likened his appearance to a lion with his dark blond mane and his eyes. He strode forward, his eyes searching the area casually for where it was he was supposed to go, he found the classroom in question quickly enough, it was an English class which was a subject he had always performed well in. He found that only a handful of people were already there and waiting. Blinking he checked his watch, 15 minutes until class was supposed to start wasn't too early right? he leaned against the wall next to a girl with blood red hair.