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“Since the harvest festival.” She replies, taking a drink of her tea.

"Aww, that's cute"

He took a seat in Riba's office and waited quietly

Ari smiles. “Thanks.” She replies.

Corrine

Corrine nodded, “Matt and I still have to get changed anyways, so we’ll meet you guys there if it’s alright with you.” She responded, saying the last part to Matt.

Althea

Althea made it back to Riba’s office, walking in and calling out, “Riba, are you-“ she cut off as she noticed somebody else sitting in the office. She looked familiar, but she couldn’t place it. She had been alive for thousands of years, it was hard to remember everybody she’d ever met.

"Wait a second" Riba disappered into thin air, then reappeared in her office, Russell were there. "Hello again, anything that I can help with?"

"I need my schedule"

Althea smiled as Riba appeared, speaking to what she now knew was a student. She stayed in the doorway, watching the encounter.

"For the classes?"

He nodded

Althea walked up to the student and Riba, remaining silent, not wanting to interrupt their conversation.

"You won't need that, the teachers will tell when classes are commencing"

Matt

"Oh right, I forgot we had to get changed ourselves." I chuckled. The excitement and rush of fun clearly got to my head. "Let's all get going." I said, starting the walk to the school.

Anthony

I nodded and took Celes' hand. We walked to the school to get our stuff and get changed.

Corrine smiled and followed. Once they reached the school she branched off, heading to her dorm. “I’ll meet you back at the front of the school.” She called back before disappearing down the hall.
She walked into her dorm room and changed into the new bikini she had bought, the blue bright against her pale skin. She tied her hair up into a ponytail and put on a pair of flip flops. She put a pair of shorts on overtop of the bottoms but left the top exposed, and nodded to herself in the mirror before leaving her dorm room.

"Oh"he nodded and turned around, stopping and staring at Althea"Althea... no, thats impossible"

"Do you two know eachother?"

"No, but my grandpa new someone named Althea, and she looked exactly like her"

Lyric nodded.”Well to me it is. Why say that it isn’t?” She said.

"Well fairies are immune to aging"

"Then..."he looked at Althea"You knew my grandpa!"