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Little miss Kathie; always someone to smile at. This cute little six-year-old girl is about the sweetest you could find! She's always doing what she's told and keeping out of trouble, though she'll throw a fit every now and again, at home. Otherwise, she's usually the quiet, shy type who sits at the back of the class and struggles with meeting new friends. At he old school she somehow managed, but her life completely changed when she was transferred over to East Ridge Academy! It was a large, stone building that contained two classrooms for every grade, reaching from kindergarten all the way through high school. It was possible to attend this private school your entire life, which is what Kathie's mother planned for her to do. From first grade and on, she would be attending this school. It was great, since she could make new friends, but the first day was always the worst.

A blue van pulled up to the front of the school, stopping just before running into the traffic cones. Kathie was in the backseat, holding the strap of her backpack with one hand and sucking on the thumb of her other hand. She hadn't quite broken out of that habit, yet. Her mother walked around the side of the van and opened the door next to her, smiling sweetly at her daughter. "Time for your first day of school, Pumpkin," She said, cheerfully. Quickly unbuckling Kathie, she helped her down from the van with her backpack. She then helped to put it on her back before kissing her forehead. "Good luck, sweetie," She said. Kathie stared up at her, sad. "Why can't you go with me, mommy?" She asked, her voice high-pitched and cute like any little kid's would be. The woman shook her head. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I've got to get to work. Mommy loves you." She then smiled and got back into the car, driving off. Kathie turned toward the school, unsure.

She walked through the front door and looked for her teacher's classroom. When she first walked in, the first thing she found was a big lobby that branched off into two different hallways; one to the left and one to the right. Then, in front of her, there was a humongous library and the cafeteria, each divided by a was of crystal glass. Knowing neither of these were her classes, she took a guess and went to the right. Heading down the hallway, she saw a several staircases and then classrooms all down the hallway. Instead of looking at the classrooms, she took the nearest staircase. She continued on through the maze of hallways, but was unable to find her classroom. It worried her. With her thumb still in her mouth, tears began to build up in her eyes as she looked at the door labels. She couldn't read them, so it did her no good. Suddenly, the bell rang for everyone to get to their classes. She heard many footsteps tromping up the stairs, and she began to get scared. Those were definitely not her classmates. In seconds she found herself swarmed by older kids who were hurrying to get to their classrooms.

Nobody seemed to notice her as she tried to shove her way out of the crowd. She was too tiny to know she was there, not with all of the pushing and shoving. Finally, she was able to make it out of the crowd and press herself against the wall, trembling. These kids were huge! They must have been at least twice the size of her! She sat down against the wall and hugged her knees with one hand, keeping the thumb of her other hand in her mouth. Most of the older kids were in class. A couple still roamed the hallways, though. Maybe lost, like Katie was? She could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks as she started to cry. Where was her classroom?!

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"Why hello there," came a smooth soft voice of sophomore as he looked down at the young blond girl. He had been a bit late to his class due to the fact that a few of his friends thought it would be funny to put chewed gum on the back of his lock, making him immediately feel the need to wash his hands after removing the substance from his locker. He had managed to miss the rush thankfully, but he knew he still needed to get his books before he went to his first class of the day.

It was while he was on his way back that he managed to spot the small girl sitting on the floor huddled against the wall. He found himself immediately sympathizing with her, since he too had managed to get himself lost more then a few times when it came to this school on his first day.

"Are you lost?" he asked, making sure that was her reason for being there, but knowing that there wouldn't be another reason why a girl her age would be on the higher levels of the building or in the building all together. The younger kids were in a completely different building, and judging from this one she belonged with the rest of them.

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"You grow up the day you have the first great laugh- At yourself."

-Ethel Barrymore

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Kathie looked up at an older kid towering over her. Her cheeks were stained with tears and her cheeks were red from crying. She simply nodded to his question, her thumb still in her mouth. "I was looking for my classroom and I got lost," She said, her voice cute like most little kids, but it was also very sad and frightened. Older kids were always scary, but not this one. He seemed... kind. Not like most kids she saw like that. She'd always hated older people.

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((Haha... It's okay.))

"Well, where's your classroom?" he asked gently as he got to a knee, "Maybe I can help you find it... If you want me to of course. Or I could go get a teacher and they could help you get there."

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"You grow up the day you have the first great laugh- At yourself."

-Ethel Barrymore

She looked up at him, sniffling as tears continued to fall down her cheeks. "I'm in first grade. I'm supposed to be in Ms. Killa's class..." She replied, looking up at him, feeling slightly calmer. "Do you know where that is?" She kept her thumb in her mouth. That was the most she had said to him so far, and it was weird. She usually stayed silent when she could. Silently, Kathie got to her feet, seeing that she was hardly at his eye level when he was kneeling down. That frightened her. The only bigger person she had ever been around much was her mom.

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He put a thoughtful hand under his chin as he tried to recall Ms. Killa's class, having not been in the grade school building since he himself was in the grade, but of course he had also been there with a few of his younger siblings, but he had made it a point to avoid the place soon after he left. This Ms. Killa seemed like a rather new teacher and the name was less then familiar, so he thought it would be best to ask for the room number instead.

"Ms. Killa, huh?" he began, "Unfortunately, I'm not familiar with that teacher, but I can still help you find the room if you know the room number. If you don't have that we'll have to head to the office first."

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"You grow up the day you have the first great laugh- At yourself."

-Ethel Barrymore

Kathie thought for a moment. Then she shook her head. She had no idea what the room number was. 101...? 204...? She looked at the ground, still slightly frightened. Her little blonde ponytails bounced as she walked, and her patterned skirt brushed lightly against her legs. Her bright blue eyes started to fill up with tears, again. So he didn't know where her room was? Great, they were lost.

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((WTF?!?!? I posted in this and it's gone!!! *grumbles swears*))

At the sight of the small blonde slowly developing her tears once more, he quickly lifted up his hands, letting his fingers spread as his palms faced her in an attempt to hush her calmly before he spoke. "It's alright. It's okay. Don't worry," he began in a gentle tone, "All we have to do is go to the office and let them know and they'll tell us your class room, and if there's anyone who know's where the office is, it's me." Slowly, he brought himself to a stand slowly before offering her his hand as he spoke softly once more, "You'll be fine while I'm here."

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"You grow up the day you have the first great laugh- At yourself."

-Ethel Barrymore

Kathie sniffled slightly and held back her tears, listening to him. She believed him, oddly enough. Hey, he had helped her back there in the hallway. Silently, she took his big hand with her tiny hand and walked towards the office with him. He said he knew where the office was... She'd simply have to believe him on that one. She'd only been to the front office once before at her old school, and it was scary. Maybe it wouldn't be so scary, here.

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He smiled as he looked down at the girl, tightening his hold on her hand slightly as he slowly lead her to the office, making sure she could keep up with the stride of his long legs as he looked her over slightly. She was rather cute, for a first grade... of course they were all normally cute, he could only consider his own siblings to be the abnormal ones. They had picked up his own rowdiness when he was a child and of course could be beastly when the time called for it. If anything they should act like... this girl.

Figuring it would be best to know her name, he decided to introduce himself. "My name is Harlan," began, "What is yours."

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"You grow up the day you have the first great laugh- At yourself."

-Ethel Barrymore