Zach had said goodbye to his parents about an hour ago and had been trying to unpack ever since. His nerves, however, we’re getting the better of them, and after a heavy sigh, he reached into his backpack for his case of colored pencils and his notebook. Clutching them tightly, he quickly walked out of his room and down the hallway, headed for the gardens outside. He needed somewhere quiet to calm himself. Fate had other plans for him, though, as he collided with someone while he wasn’t looking and his pencils dropped to the ground. “I… I’m so sorry,” he muttered, looking up at the other with a look of guilt.
Hype was wandering around, she had dumped her stuff off at her dorm room, her brothers no where to be found once again. So she had decided to explore, one of her favourite past times back at home, as there was always something new to be found in her fathers shop. Hype had turned a corner when she felt her body collide with another, her small frame crashing to the floor amongst pencils. “So you should be! I could have been seriously maimed by these things!” She huffed, throwing a pencil away from her.
