May Chandler
An annoying buzzing was quickly silenced as a young girl rolled herself out of bed. Truly, the alarm was unnecessary, as May had not slept a wink the last five hours. Her anxiety had been getting to her even since she found out about this two week excursion. She had never been asked to participate in such an activity before and had little idea of what to expect. She had heard from other girls on campus that such things went on, but this seemed to be a special case. However, May was confused as to why exactly she, of all people, had been one of the chosen few. She was nothing special. It's true she did well academically, but that's because she obsessed over getting good grades. She didn't necessarily have to be the best, but she strived to do her best. It often frustrated her to see how some people in her class didn't take school as seriously as she did, especially given the school they attended.
Rubbing her eyes, May made her way to her desk, where she had laid out her uniform the night before. It was bright and pink with long sleeves. Cute, in a sense, if you liked flamingos. The length of everything was the real issue though. Wearing such a long garment made her feel like a child playing dress up because of her short stature. Regardless, she undressed and slipped it on before carefully going over her lists again. Yes, that's right. Lists. She had not one, not two, but three lists of items to bring with her. May always came prepared. Physically anyway, not mentally. Mentally she was a train wreck. Her constant worrying was bound to give her an ulcer and could only ever be satiated by detailed planning. Actually, she didn't even need to go over anything again. She had been packed for days and went over everything at least three times yesterday.
Afterward, May finished up her morning routine and braided her hair. Normally, she would also have eaten, but her anxiety left her with no appetite. She knew she should eat something anyway, but it just wasn't going to happen today. The idea of food, in her current state, repulsed her.
Finally, the blonde slung her backpack over her shoulders and headed out the door. Being dragged along behind her was a large teal suitcase with a red duffle bag precariously placed on top. She could have taken two trips, but she didn't trust anyone not to take something. She also could have even just asked for someone's help, but she always felt she had something to prove. It had a lot to do with her height, really. Call it a complex if you will, but standing at only five feet tall hindered her in a lot of ways and she hated it. She felt she should be able to do everything on here own, but in actuality that's not practical. While May would never believe it, she probably suffered from the same delusions as most sixteen year olds.
Eventually, May made her way out to the bus. Once there, she was faced with the task of lugging her luggage up the steps without dropping something or hurting herself. For this short distance, she took two trips and tetrised her belongings on the right seat of the second row. May then say herself in the same row across the way so she could see both her luggage and whoever was entering the bus. She had seen two girls already in the back but she didn't really know either of them. Recognizing them from around campus was as good as it got.
However, Hermonia she knew. May had read the names of the other girls who were chosen, but only knew of Hermonia. She had few interactions with her personally, but so many of the girls yammered on and on about her that she'd probably heard her name at least once a day. Hermonia was definitely beautiful, May would give her that. She was tall, which May envied, and had gorgeous, long, dark hair. However, she was going to try to save all other judgement until she actually spent time with the woman. If she was as great as everyone claimed, then they shouldn't have any issues.
For now, however, she wasn't going to attempt to approach everyone. After all, May wasn't very social. Her snarky attitude and smart ass comments didn't make her many friends. She thought herself to be rather humorous however.