Regina Del Mare walks into the school, completely ignoring her mothers desperate cry of, "Enjoy! We love you!" She hadn't been paying attention to her mother at all, ever since she and Regina's father had made the decision to send her to this hellhole. Regina wasn't the goody two shoes her mother was, and she was not happy to be here.
"At least I've got my powers..." She mutters to herself as she stalks past the groups of happy students talking and laughing together. A small pang of loneliness resounds inside her chest, but she ignores it and continues onward. Despite her initial hatred, she was intrigued about going to a proper school for the first time. She wonders what it would be like to talk to other kids her age, and learn things in a classroom. However, she certainly wasn't into the rules.
When she read the pamphlet her parents had given her about the place, she was appalled at the number of rules there were. Dress codes, schedules, be here at this time and bring this to this class. Regina was never one to follow rules, and she certainly wasn't about to start. She had hardly brought enough writing books and stationery, and she liked it that way. The way she saw it, the more rules there were, the more ways she could break them.
Walking into the main building, she hoists her bag up over her shoulder a little further, and follows the slow trickle of students into a room, which she finds to be the gymnasium. "Probably some sort of orientation." She certainly didn't want to go, but she was meant to be in a dorm room, and she didn't know which yet. At least she could probably sneak out once she knew what she needed.
She heads to a seat close to the door, where she would be able to head out easily, and sits, crossing her legs and dumping her bag on the floor next to her. Flicking her ponytail back, she adjusts her black bow and sits back, watching the other students chatting.
