Amarie got out of the black stretch Limo with a lithe of a feline, her face set with a cool, calm and eyes that were crystal blue looked up at the new building of her school with distain...

She seemed to be always exchanged to a new school for some reason or another, this time was no exception to the resonings of why she was changed. She was told briefly that some low life kid had taken her place at the old school she was in... sum1 one who wud cause 'less trouble', she scoffed at the memory and lifted her designer bag over her slender shoulder, pulling her long golden hair from its strap as she did so, her bee stung lips pursed and looking deadly cool and yet very sexy at the same time she walked up to the entrance of her new school. Sighing heavily she pushed open the doors, and watched as her Vallet drove her freedom away.

She sighed again and rolled her eyes again. 'This shud be fun then,' she sighed deeply to herself again and then pushed the doors open fully with force and made her way with an air of a rebel towards the front office where a young lady sat... well who looked young... she cud smell so many scents that her nose stung and her head felt heady. Then she picked up on to distinct smells... A lycan and a werewolf, she growned to herself again and sighed.... this shud be a very interesting last year

Sighing she picks up her new schedual and turns to go to her first class. Hoping to be able to keep to herself... I bet it wudn't happen though, as soon as everybody found out who and what she was they always came and gathered as if she was some kind of display piece in a museum.

Amarie Growled again and opened the 1st door for her first class and sighed sitting down in the furthest chair away from everybody else.