[b]The Grand Courtyard[/b]

Seth stepped off of one of the blue charter buses used to ferry some of the students to Waverly Academy. It stood before him, a giant multi-story manor complex complete with dorm wings, a sports complex and a gymnasium off to the side, and greenhouses. Acres of land stretched out in a seemingly endless fashion and he could make out a forest behind the manor itself. The pavement and stonework he stood on vibrated with some sort of energy, which he could also feel within himself.
The travel weary students pushed past him as he stood there in awe of the academy. His blue eyes gazed out across the courtyard and saw that many students were huddled in their own groups, some of them already making new friends and groups based on their year grouping. He heard cries of greetings from reunited friends and laughter echo across the courtyard. He saw no staff yet, but that didn't mean they weren't watching from a secret spot. A lot of the students appeared as if they were idling around and waiting for something. Perhaps an opening event from the staff or some sort of announcement?

He took a breath of air before gathering his things. He had brought a suitcase and a backpack with his laptop in it and he hoped they at least had WiFi here. He approached the grand sandstone archway that signified the entrance to the reception area of the school, but he caught his breath at the sight of the [i]brunette girl[/i] before him, poised against the archway. Perhaps it was the [i]high ponytail[/i] that tried in vain to contain her brown locks, or maybe it was her eyes, [i]sparkling with interest and a certain intensity[/i] as she observed the newcomers flowing in. Maybe it was the way she wore the [i]school uniform...[/i]

[i]"Urgh!"[/i] 

...Whatever the reason, the distracted and now dazed Seth found himself sprawled on the ground as he comically slipped on a banana peel some unruly student left on the ground. His suitcase skittered a few feet away as his face met the harsh stone, experiencing hardcore faceplanting at its worst. He let himself lay there for a little bit while the throbbing pain slowly died away.