breath a; victory. breath b; life. - open

[kirk]

[Beige]A new school already. A new school was exactly what Mister Kirk Anthony Trey needed to move on in his short life. It offered him an escape from his life at home. Now, being in a different country all together going to school was even more marvelous. It was highly unlikely he would ever run into anyone from his past. This was exactly what Kirk wanted and was the main reason he decided to leave the States to come to England.

Kirk was tired from a gruesome flight in coach. He sat directly in front of a kid that loved to kick the seat and it drove him nuts. However, he tried his best to remain patient during the thirteen hour flight. Luckily, the kid fell asleep within four hours in the flight and Kirk managed to sleep for five hours uninterrupted. But jet turbulence did not help, it woke everyone except the elderly lady sitting next to him. The kid kicked the rest of the way. He had to sit through about eight hours of duress of kicking and whining.

He slowly got off the plane, toward the end of the line and grabbed his luggage quickly. He only had two bags, the rest of his things were mailed because it was cheaper to ship them, and Kirk did not have to have the hassle to hunt them down. He went out front and saw a man with a sign with his last name. He was not sure how it was arranged, but the man knew his full name, Kirk smiled and threw his luggage into the trunk and sat in the back.

They were about fifty kilometers away from the new school. Kirk decided he'd just sleep on the way. An half a hour of good sleep met the world right now. Due to traffic his half hour ended up being fifty six minutes. The driver woke him up, and he saw the academy once again with his own eyes as he had seen before. Within an hour of talking to some people, he was settled into his dorm room, unpacking his things.

His belongings were just about half unpacked. He had gotten bored quickly and decided to go off and explore his new school and home. There was no better place to start then the Main Entrance. Kirk exhaled loudly and went outside of the dorm building, taking several minutes to take in his surroundings. Within a few moments he found his way to the Main Entrance. The teenager got lost easily, but would soon know his way in and out and the best shortcuts via exploration.

He was dressed in dark blue jeans and a simple black t shirt. Light, not too heavy. He took a quick shower before he unpacked most of his things, and changed into something simple. He was now regretting wearing a black t shirt. He felt slightly cold. The weather was cooler then he was used to. His eyes were partly bloodshot, showing his lack of sleep. His hair was messed up, but that was normal to him. His body was just tired, too tired. But, it was only mid afternoon there. The time was opposite of his. He just would have to stay up until the evening to force his sleep schedule to sync in with the schools.

Kirk walked to the middle of the Main Entrance coordior and circled around, slowly taking in the sights and making himself dizzy at the same time. The teenager exhaled a breath of victory. He inhaled a breath of a new life. "You would've loved this place so far Sandra," he muttered under his breath and closed his eyes and circled around again.[/Beige]

[Stacee Young]

Stacee woke in her dorm room late that day due to a fitful experience in the dream world. She lay in bed for a few moments with her eyes closed. Oh how nice it was just to lay there. The sun filtered in through her window and the brightness of the room told her she had slept later then usual. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked around her room. Cybele, her roommate, was not there. The girl was probably out on the grounds or with some of her friends, so she had the room to herself.

First, the blonde eleventh year wandered down the hallway to the showers. Her long, hot shower did wonders to wake her up. When she stepped out however, her stomach let out a low growl, simply begging for food. She checked her watch and noticed it was just about time for lunch. She smiled and jogged back to her dorm room, pulling on some jeans and sneakers, as well as a orange t-shirt. She toweled her hair for a moment, getting quite a bit of moisture out, then brushed it to remove the tangles. She then shook her hair for a second or two to allow her natural curls to form. There was no time for a blow drier today, she was to hungry.

So after applying a light layer of make up, Stacee opened the door to her dorm room and headed downstairs. She walked into the dining hall and looked around. None of her friends were there, as they had either decided to sleep in longer then her on that particular day or they had already finished their lunches and had moved on to more interesting events. Either way, Stacee moved into the like for food and grabbed herself a sandwich and bottle of water. Once seated, she ate quickly, and within moments she was done. Her friends always made fun of her for eating so fast, but she could not help it. It was just something she had always done. She had tried to eat slow on several occasions, but the next time she sat down for a meal she would forget and once again be made fun of her. So she had given up and simply accepted her strange habit.

Stacee stood up dumped her tray. She then paused, thinking of something to do. She had no idea where her friends were, but perhaps they were outside. She decided to begin there. The sixteen year old moved though the cafeteria, then made her way through the halls till she reached the main entrance, where the doors leading outside stood. She just entered the grand area when she noticed a boy standing there, looking very tired. She had never seen him before, yet he appeared to be her age, give or take a year. But no normal students at the academy stroll around the main entrance simply for fun. Perhaps he was new.

And Stacee, being the lively and friendly person that she is, walked over to the boy. "Hello, I'm Stacee," she told him. "I don't believe we have met before." After she had spoke, Stacee really hoped the boy was new. It would be extremely awkward if he was not, and they had had classes together before. But the girl was pretty confident she had not seen him before. She tended to forget names sometimes, but not faces. She usually remembered seeing people.

[kirk]

[Beige]For a moment more the teenager opened his eyes and circled about taking in the surroundings of the massive entrance hall. He found it strange there were not a lot of people moving around, be he could care less. He was off to explore this place. The first moment of spinning slowly turned into a second moment of spinning faster. His keen eyes were careful trying to take in his surroundings. Trying to burn the sight into his mind.

A girl roughly the same age as himself walked in the hall and noticed him. She walked to him and spoke. Kirk quickly came to a halt from spinning. "Hello Stacee," he smiled softly repeating the name perfectly. Kirk tilted his head to his left side then to his right side. "Sorry, dizzy," he muttered as his legs swayed around slightly as he tried to find a spot of balance.

He nearly fell backwards and he quickly extended his left arm to break his fall, but luckily he regained his balance. He focused his eyes on the girl who was so kind to introduce herself to him. Kirk smiled again softly, "Well. Now that I am not dizzy, hello there Stacee. I can explain what I was doing..." he trailed off, not really wanting to come up with an explanition.

"Oh!" the rest of Stacee's words replayed in his mind, "no we haven't, I think. I am kind of new here. Er...am new here. Just arrived today." The boy smiled softly as his eyes darted around still taking in his surroundings in a slow process. Kirk shrugged slightly, "Sorry for being off. Dizziness and being superb tired is not the best combination after a thirteen hour flight and an hour car ride," Kirk sighed but offered a smile.

His eyes stopped looking around the room and came to focus on the girl. "Oh! So sorry. I'm Trey. Tony Trey," Kirk smiled extending his left hand and quickly revoking it and extending his right hand and arm for a simple handshake...if they did that here. "So anyway. Hi Stacee, been here long?" Kirk asked out of nowhere adding onto a boring conversation that he for sure was about to kill. [/Beige]

[Stacee Young]

Stacee stood and watched the boy spin, smiling softly to herself. It was very strange to be spinning like that, however each person must take in a view in their own way, she supposed. Then the boy stopped, acknowledged her, then began to fall. Stacee reached to to help him, however luckily he regained his balance before requiring her assistance. Then he spoke again. "I am sure you can," she said with a smile, not really expecting him to explain.

She watched the boy curiously. She had nothing better to do on this boring day, so she might as well talk to him. Plus, he was already entertaining her. And at least she was correct about him being new. "Wow, thirteen hour flight?" she asked, amazed. She, herself, was born right here in England and only had to travel an hour or two by car to get here. But she finally pieced together his flight time and accent. "So I take it your from the States," she said, more of a statement then a question. There were a few people here at the academy from the States. She actually met a girl from there just the other day. "You must be exhausted." At least now she knew why he appeared to be so strange.

Stacee smiled, looking down at his confusion of hands. When he seemed satisfied with the extended limb, she also extended her right arm and shook his hand. "Well it is nice to meet you Trey, Tony Trey," she said, joking a bit. She had a sudden flash of several James Bond movies which her sister had loved to watch. "Yes, I attended this school last year as well as this year," Stacee told him, thinking about her previous year at Somnium Academy. It had been an adventure, that was for sure. When she first experienced the Dream World it had scared her quite a bit, even though she had been warned when she arrived at the academy. Suddenly, she wondered if Tony had been warned about the Dream World, however she did not know if it was her place to tell him. She she highly doubted she could explain it as well as the headmaster.

Stacee looked around, seeing as this small exchange of information could be very boring. "Would you like me to show you around a bit, like a mini tour or something?" Stacee asked. "I am just guessing that was what you were doing before I interrupted you." She could not think of any other reason the boy would be spinning in circles in the middle of the entrance hall.

[kirk]

[Beige]The teenager kept a faint smile as he stood still and focused on the girl whom walked up to him. She already proved to be sweet, hopefully. She talked to him, and then attempted to help him when he was trying to regain his balance. He did not even bother to explain why he was spinning in circles so quickly, and in such a vague place with no purpose, when it did serve one to him. His smile just simply remained.

His eyes darted off once more. He wasn't bored, he was just curious of the sight of this place he had spent so little time exploring or getting to know. The decision to even come to this academy was rash. Stacee was quick to reply to his comments and he simply smiled and answered them as quickly as they came at him. [/Beige][Teal]"Yeah. Thirteen long gruesome hours with an annoying seven year old that loves to kick."[/Teal]

[Beige]Kirk exhaled softly and waited a second before he inhaled as he nodded slowly. He was from the United States and was damn proud of the fact of being an American. [/Beige][Teal]"Yeah. But, I'm forcing myself to stay up until nightfall. Classes tomorrow already,"[/Teal][Beige] he sighed but kept his weak smile up. He was excited to see the new school and was a bit angry summer vacation for him was finally over. It stunk. Badly. [/Beige][Teal]

"A year already here? Wow,"[/Teal][Beige] Kirk seemed to half gasp at the statement. [/Beige][Teal]"How do you like it here?"[/Teal][Beige] he immediatly asked without a thought. His eyes darted about again for a mere second before they came into focus again on Stacee.

Once again he nodded his head, this time faster then the last, however. [/Beige][Teal]"I would love to be shown around on a mini tour or something,"[/Teal][Beige] he smirked back. He could use the help. [/Beige][Teal]"And yeah. Was trying to burn this place into my mind so I don't get lost. I don't even know where to go in the morning."[/Teal]