Oliver stood there, dumbfounded, as he watched the two girls pass by, and walk on towards the auditorium. The one with the pink hair even looked back and gave a smile, followed by a wave. Olivers thin cheeks became soft pink as thoughts about this girl ran through his head for a brief second or two. [i] S-She's...So beautiful! And she looked at me! And Waved!![/i] Oliver thought as he stood there in a daze. He watched as her and her friend walked on, of course naturally he couldn't help but glance at her figure as she lengthened the gap between them. Her friend was also good looking, but Olivers mind was only focusing on the girl with the long pink hair and slender body. "I wonder what her name is-" Oliver began, but was cut off by the sound of the P.A. system which was broadcaster throughout the school grounds, Oliver assumed.

The message over the broadcast spoke about punishment to the tardy. This was something Oliver didn't want to be known for. He could only imagine the embarrasment of being late on your first day. Oliver clenched the handle of his sticker covered suitcase, and hurried towards the Main Building. [i] If i hurry, maybe I'll be able to catch up with the girl...maybe[/i], Oliver thought as he came closer to the building. 

Oliver snuck into the building in the middle of Professor Ozpin's speech. It took Oliver's brain a few seconds to register the fact that Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon Academy. Oliver stood was he was a good few feet inside the crowed whom were all listening to Ozpin's surprisingly feeble speech. Oliver stood there, his excited demeanor turning into disappointment, and sighed heavily,"That speech had so much potential, all gone down the drain..." Oliver stated as slowly bowed his head."Then again, he did mention the test..." Oliver's ears perked up as he remembered why he wanted to come here in the first place, Oliver spoke again with a whisper like tone,"I'm so gunna rock this test, what a perfect way to show off my skills, and see others. I'm definitely going to learn something from it. Butt wait..What's the test going to be on? Survival? Fighting? Killing Grimm?" Oliver listened to hear more, but Mrs.Goodwitch had already finished what she was saying and proceeded to walk of the stage...."Damn!" Oliver whispered.