"...Yo!" He'd throw a sincere salute  towards Keriann, when the wave was noticed. Randolph could be friendly when he wanted to be. Randolph really does love his books, though. They were far more intellectually engaging than most people at their school could be. Honestly, he couldn't stand most kids in the damned school. Superficial preps, and idiot jocks were the majority. And the geeks of the school were more of the video games and anime type, and less of the reading books type. But the loneliness and isolation didn't bother him much, as he was quite the introvert.<br/><br/>As he headed into the school, he would reluctantly take the sun glasses off, and slide them into his pocket.  It's as he's putting them away that he first caught sight of the new girl. He<em>Hmm'd</em>quietly, and looked at her for a few seconds more than he'd usually pay attention to anyone, trying to place her. He knew she wasn't in any of his classes. She might be a transfer student. Then again, she could very well have been attending the school for years, and he just had never noticed.<br/><br/>He sighed wearily as he settled into his seat in his first class, idly playing with his hair, making sure it was just right. The only thing that got him through the mornings, really, was that he knew, come lunch time, he could sneak off to the library and read.<em> Maybe Dunsani today... or Lord Byron. </em>That was always the question. who to read? And what work to read?