(Kseniya)
Once Niya had made it back to the dorm room she'd opened up her draws to look at her uniforms. There was the school issued uniform for normal classes, a skirt and a blazer, then there were her read Russian uniforms with the Ozera insignia on them. With a small nod she pulled out her red uniform and dressed, wearing a black T-shirt under the red and white jacket. One quick look in the mirror and she nodded, smiling slightly. With a little whisper of assurance to herself that it looked fine she pulled her hair up into a tight but sloppy bun, and took off from the dorm to the training gym.
It wasn't until she was almost there that she saw Anna, Gunner and Serena heading in. She almost called out to them but decided against it, since it'd draw some unwanted attention. With a few little skipping strides she made it through the door a couple of moments before the bell rang.
For some reason it was clear to see who the Russians were and who the Americans were. Almost all of the Russians had some sort of uniform on, a house crest pressed into the collar for the world to see. Instead of going to stand by a group of her own people she chose to go stand by Anna and Serena, still slightly blushing at her procimity to the Italian.
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(Trishia)
It had been a long time since Trishia had felt that many butterflies in her stomach at once. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and smiled as he spoke about a body not making a woman perfect. Her blush turned completely crimson when he mentioned that she was interesting. She, like most people think about themselves, didn't think she was interesting at all. She knew that she was slightly over aggressive and bubbly, but that didn't make anyone interesting.
She laughed a little when he said he would invite her. "Well then I may come around second period if that'd be okay. I actually have an attack class to teach in at the moment, well, once the bell rings. I'd invite you, but I would want to burn you." She stuck out her tongue with a laugh and sighed as the bell rang. "Well, I guess off we go. I'm glad that I was able to help you with your food issue." She turned after that, flouncing away towards the Moroi class rooms.
(Gabriella)
Going to these stupid attack classes was the last thing Gab wanted to do. The teachers were so stupid and they probably didn't even know how and air user could attack a Strigoi. She bit her lip softly as she stepped into the class room, wondering why Miss. Matila was coming from the direction of the Cafeteria, she never had lunch duty. Almost immediately she forgot about the purple headed freak and turned her attention to the other students already in the class room.
After a few moments of shuffling around she finally found a seat in the back, not wanting to draw attention to herself. That was the best way to get out of doing class work.