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With summer flowers of every hue lining the paths, the campus looked every bit the opulent castle garden. Perfect for Antoinetta, who strode towards the building, head high, shoulders back, glossy shoes clicking against the paving. First impressions mattered. She had to exude an air of poise. Which would be easy, if not for one thing.

She was late.

Well, hopefully not late for the actual ceremony, but most everyone had gathered inside by now. [color=7cff30]"Come on, Mel,"[/color] she called, speeding up her steps as the little Combee fluttered along. [color=7cff30]"We've got our mark to make."[/color] All these blooms meant Mellona had been spoiled for choice, the three heads struggling to agree on which ones to visit first. Instead of taking her on that impromptu mini-tour of the grounds, Antoinetta should have told her to wait until lunch time. She wondered if part of it had been her own hesitation about meeting the other students.

Her stomach turned as memories whispered in her mind. [i]"Oh, so you're a little larva to two weirdos?"[/i] She smoothed her hair as if she could brush away the thoughts, but wayward strands kept sticking up. [i]"Scuttle on back to your nest, nerd-spawn."[/i] She resisted the urge to hunch her shoulders. She wasn't that scared, awkward kid any more. [i]"Chew on some leaves, creepy-crawly!"[/i] She wasn't, and yet she could almost taste the handfuls of leaves those other children had shoved into her mouth. 

No. No point thinking about that. Upon moving to Marvalo, she'd cast off her old self like a shed skin. If she'd made a good impression at her last school, she could make an even better one here. Holding on to that thought, she sashayed into the hall.

[color=7cff30]"Hey!"[/color] She strutted to the third row, forcing a self-assured smile. She couldn't let any nervousness show. A chink in a carapace would get pecked at. One of the other students, however, seemed just as uneasy as she felt, stammering an apology to a tall, grey-haired boy. Knowing such situations all too well, Antoinetta hoped the ceremony would put people at ease - and yet, more selfishly, found herself relieved that she wasn't the only one this tense.

Her eyes flicked to the Pokemon in his arms, an adorable little dog she'd never seen before, although the rocks around its neck made its type obvious. She suppressed a wince. What if he asked her to battle later? With Mellona's quadruple vulnerability, she wouldn't stand a chance. Nonetheless, Antoinetta struck up a conversation. [color=7cff30]"Cute Pokemon all round, huh? Yours is almost as cute as Mellona here."[/color] She gestured to the bee hovering by her shoulder, whose six curious eyes studied the group. [color=7cff30]"I'm Antoinetta, but you can call me Netty. Coordinator in the making."[/color] She swept a glance around the other transfers, a proud look that hinted to watch out for her on the stage in future. [color=7cff30]"How about you? What brings you here?"[/color]

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[b]PP:[/b] 1

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[list][*] Combee (Mellona), lv10[/list]
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