Cassandra hadn't interacted with anyone the night at the school, but had just enjoyed...being there. She had only been there an hour, before returning home, just before her parents. Cassandra hadn't given her siblings a chance to talk with them, instead she had shuffled through them, and wrangled some time with them. She had stumbled through what she wanted, until she had finally articulated what she wanted. 

Now she was more nervous as she approached the school, an hour early, so she could organise a dorm room. And thrilled when it all seemed to happen well. And then she began to get scared as she realised just what she had done. No time to think on it, she started to the her first class, bag over her shoulder, figuring that she'd think on everything else later, and just how she was going to move. 

She jogged down the hall, realising she was in danger of being late, but stopped as Music came over the PA system. It was inappropriate, impulsive and certainly not something she had ever heard on the PA system. She blinked, [i]that's almost...yes. It's like Jukebox and his music[/i] she thought, with amusement, wondering if whoever Jukebox was had done that. 

She hurried on, clambering into her classroom, and searching for a seat, stumbling towards one, practically falling into her usual seat, she blushed, glancing about hoping that no one had noticed, and got her things out, staring down at the desk. She ran a hand through her hair, missing the more subdued colour of her Avatar's hair. This bright scarlett red colour made it seem to her that she was just crying for attention. The blonde of Nies Hellum was just better. 

And she felt more confident with it. Sighing at her thoughts, she opened her notebook, and made it seem like she was reading from it.