New Girl

As I enter my new cabin, everyone seems to be passed out in their bunks. Crap. I tiptoe to the nearest bottom bunk and set down my stuff, wincing as the contents in my bag clatter. Apparently it didn't matter because my cabin mates are out cold. Sebastian, my hedgehog, pokes his noes out the top of the bag. I pick him up and sit down on my bed. On the shelf next to me, I carefully arrange my picture of my dad, my books, and my sketch book. I wonder if anyone would mind if I hang my blanket from the top bunk like a curtain? I lie on my bed and sebastian cuddles in my armpit. That's comfortable.
Unfortunately, I can't sleep.

I look up from the carving I had just begun as the blanket is suddenly stripped away. Standing in front of me is a scrawny blonde girl.
"Who are you?" she asks me in the most flat way I've ever known to be possible.
I observe her just as I observe every new person I meet. Her physical features at first give the impression of weakness, the kind I've known most guys to think they can take advantage of. However, upon closer examination it becomes apparent that her muscle development is that of someone who fights with dexterity, quick and calculated, relying on precise moves instead of just brute strength. Her face gave away no hints of what might be going on inside her head, but her eyes were a startling grey, and they revealed an immense intellect, occasionally flicking to examen the different elements of me, the new girl. I snorted when I saw her shirt. Smart, but only if you knew about thermodynamics.
"Hello to you too." I grin and raise an eyebrow. "It's Angela. I'm new."
I look at Sebastian, who is now awake and examining this newcomer. He sniffed in her direction, then happily yipped and squeaked as he tried to lick her hand.

I glance at Sebastian. I'd never seen him take to people this quickly before.
After a few moments I pulled back the curtain enough to see where this still nameless girl had gone. Something about her made me curious to know more.
"I take what calmly? Also you haven't told me your name yet." my eye catches a flyer on one of the nearby tables. "Once Upon a Time Prom!" I've never been to a prom, so I'm immediately intrigued.
"There's a prom?" I ask as she starts reading a book.

I shrug as Victoria continues with her book. I consider going over to absorb the book just for the heck of it, but I don't like showing off so I continue with my carving. Sebastian has already passed out again, but he is quietly yipping in his sleep, so his little feet twitch every few seconds.
As I work I think about this strange girl. Obviously she's not very socially inclined, but it makes no difference to me. Finally after another hour, I finish my project: a replica of Hermionie's wand from Harry Potter.
Victoria is still awake, so I decide to ask the question that I've resisted asking.
"Are you going?"

"Why not?" I asked, pulling back the blanket and pretending to cast a spell with my new wand. I wonder if Victoria would like it, but I don't know if she even realizes I've opened my makeshift curtain. Will I go to prom? I don't know what I'd wear or if you're even supposed to dress up, but I do love dancing. Plus it would be a good opportunity to actually meet people. "Do you not have a date or something?"

I'm Emma. I'm new, and I've just been claimed. Help a girl out?

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