She first noticed that something was a little off when her hair started floating around like crazy. Either a student had some kind of... Cue a guy sitting next to her, everyone in a couple of meter radius' hair standing on end bar his. He introduced himself, and she was about to reply when...the guy's name was [i]VON STURM?[/i] She stifled a giggle. The kid with electricity's FAMILY NAME was 'of the storm.' Sure, she was named bird, but that was her given name; her parents deliberately chose it because she was going to be an avian. She shook her head slightly, and was going to reply when the teacher literally materialised at the front of the class.

The teacher... Had been strange. Like, really really strange. She didn't know how he was going to turn out yet, although she determined that she would Google him as soon as she had the chance-And the German dude was hitting on her. She gave him her name, and was about to talk further when a shy voice cropped up near her. She turned to face the source, and it clicked that the voice was the same one that had mentioned her wings being cool in English. She could almost chuckle: Take that mom and dad! All those American movies and TV Shows did help me!

The kid was- Ok, it wasn't fair to call him kid. She was tall for her age, something about her lighter bone structure allowing her to grow higher or some such other reason (although, why lightly and less structurally sound bones allowed her to become [i]taller[/i] was anyone's guess.) and the teen was only slightly shorter than her. He had shaggy brown hair and... Was that triangular teeth? She was just about to mention it when the teen followed up with the blindingly obvious statement to make, that she was an animal mutation, before... Oh. That explained a lot. As soon as she saw the teeth properly and heard him talk about 'shark blood,' she felt a bit closer to him. It was no secret that similar quirks tended to form friendships quicker than those with different perks, and one of those groups was apparently 'those who have mutative quirks based off of an animal;' AKA animal mutations.  

Her wing had instinctively curled slightly around him and she guided him away slightly from the German kid, before she noticed him looking at her facial tattoos. They were the pride and joy of all of the ink on her body, which wasn't an insignificant amount to begin with, and you could trace one of her facial swirls all the way down to a swirl by the side of her heel. She was proud of them. At least the boy didn't seem to mind them, unlike quite a few that she had known.

[color=ec008c]"What kind of music do I like be? Well, I suppose the question should be 'what kind of situation am I in?' I like all sorts, classical, rock, jazz, metal... My absolute favourite is techno, but honestly? I'll listen to anything.[/color]