Avaline Delancy
I heard footsteps coming from behind me, from more than two people. I waved a hand over my mouth as I yawned. Probably those butlers scurrying around with my bags. The forest floor crunched and crackled beneath me. It was a good thing my mother warned me that the boarding school was in the mountains, and furthermore, surrounded by some sort of a forest.
My feet froze. Standing before me was a large, stone sign that read “The Boarding School.” Behind it stood a dimly lit figure…. A castle?
By the looks of it, it was a castle. Large brick buildings with broad open windows, signs dangling above the entrances, and pale glows of lanterns. Wrapping around the perimeter of the campus was some sort of wire gate, most likely to keep wildlife from attacking the students.
“Sniff them out, Mickey.” And he did.
Sticking his nose to the cobbled path of the academy, he searched for a scent. Once he caught the smell of something, bobbed his head and darted forward. I followed behind him, my engineer boots clacking against the stones.
A few minutes later, we arrived at some sort of courtyard. Separate from the rest of the buildings by quite a distance, almost encircled by them, stood four large structures, each one a different color with an aura all its own.
The first one was painted a black but had some sort of blue sheen to it. All of its windows were shut, lacy curtains hiding the inside. All of the lanterns hung on this building seemed to powered by candle.
The second one was evergreen, like the forest, and had white borders. All of the lanterns here were more gold than the rest of them, and once I looked closer, I realized why. Fireflies trapped in containers were the source of light. Ivy plants stretched on the walls while vegetable patches were fenced around the building. Hanging from every window sill were potted plants, some of their vines dangling.
Third one was bright yellow and had unique shapes and patterns dancing all over the place. Flags hung from poles, modern lighting dangled, and a few of the windows seemed to be stained glass. A row of canvases and workshops sat alongside it.
Lastly, the fourth structure was pale blue with white trimming. All the windows were swung open, their neat curtains dancing with the wind. Their lanterns were a bronze of some sort, a few lit by candle and others lit by bulb. A patio swing and a few patio chairs sat on the veranda, and the entrance was by double doors. It had a European, classy feel to it, so I immediately chose that one as my own.
The front doors were unlocked, and the second I stepped in, I felt right at home. The lobby seemed like that of a five-star hotel: marble floors, chandeliers, potted plants, and broad open windows. On the left-hand side was the lounge area. Several antique-style chairs, sofas, and coffee tables sat on a pattern rug beside fireplaces. Tea sets, flowers in vases, and other meaningless decorative items sat around on tables. The right side seemed more for studying and activities since it beared desks, computers, televisions, and gaming systems, though I wondered the use of some of them.
Far in the back, past a large fountain, more potted plants, and hallways leading to trivial places like kitchens and conference rooms, was a set of gold-plated elevators. Beside them was the curve of twin, grand staircases, but I ignored them and their polished wood.
“Ms. Avaline! Ms. Avaline!”
I whipped around to find the woman from earlier and several butlers carrying baggage.
“Yes?” I asked her, pressing the up button on the elevator.
Her pinned, red hair was pulled out if its bun, flying in several different directions.
“Uh-uh. What I meant to say was, how did you know this was your building?”
The elevator doors slid open and I stepped in. “I kind of had a feeling.” I said plainly.
Before the doors closed, the woman, whose nametag read “Ms. Adams”, slipped into the elevator with me. The butlers, as I called them, hurried to their private elevator in attempt to beat us to the room.
Been so busy lately. Sorry for not posting it earlier, Rider. 
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It's hard to keep track of who and what's where. Also, feel free to run into my character at anytime. Pour water on her head, pull at her hair, throw a jellybean at her, anything. xD She needs to interact and not be cooped up all day.
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