Apparently her luck was turning: As she walked past the band class, who should she see but Amalia Graves busily packing up her clarinet in an otherwise empty classroom?  The sophomore fussed with her instrument for a moment more and then looked up to see Esther in the doorway.  "Oh.  Hi!"  Amalia had brunette hair, almond eyes, and a doll face that made her look even younger than she was; she was the kind of girl always doomed to be "cute" instead of "sexy".  She tilted her head slightly, a questioning look on her features.  "Is there something I can help you with, um..."  Obviously she didn't know Esther's name.<br/><br/>((OOC: To speed things up, I will note that Amalia is likely to be reluctant to share all the info you might want, and you may want to include a roll - supernatural or otherwise - to convince her to talk in your next post.))