Drake followed behind the others. Geez, for a magic school he'd thought that by now he be able to talk to the other students and at least get to know them before being swept up into a sandstorm of information. Oh well, there was no fixing that, they needed their gear to learn and stuff first. Still, he was kind of excited about the drawing pad that was on their computer thingee. Drake put his computer thingee on the floor and his hands on door number two's handprint things. When it swung open, Drake re-shouldered his belongings and headed inside. He mostly just chucked the bags in his bed, considering that they had about ten minutes before they had to be back downstairs to go into town. Maybe he'd pick up a new sketch pad, his was looking a little ratty.