A reluctant start (open)

Nicholas felt strangely out of touch. It wasn't the huge building or its surroundings. He was used to extravagant sights. No, it were the people who inhabited it. From the second he set foot on the island he felt it. They were different. They weren't normal. Some didn't look like it, but he knew they weren't. Others did look different. He had seen people with horns or wings and people who looked more like Animals than human. He was appalled. To him such creatures had always been story elements. Things to make a story more interesting, mysterious at times. For him they also stood for horror stories, tales to scare children into behaving. Always fictitious.

When he got the letter he had been terrified. You are a special person. Unique, different. That was all he never wanted to be. Not normal. He didn't want to come here. He didn't want to go to his school. But his father wanted him far away.

And now he, too, was one of them. Well, he wasn't as strange-looking as some but still. He knew he was weird. He was wrong. And the horrible part was that he wasn't sure how to deal with it. He wished for some kind of code for how to behave when having magical powers. But there wasn't. Probably. So he ended up just standing there, staring at the building in awe and fear. He wasn't sure how to live through this. But he had to. Plus, this was a thousand times better than being at home with his father.

The rock bounced off Nicholas shoe. His eyes went down, processing that he was being approached by someone. Than he looked up, starring at the girl.
"I'm sorry. I don't." He replied with a polite smile. "I'm new, too." His eyes scanned the girl with a minimum movement. She had a fierce appearance that made him slightly advertent. There was the immediate interest in what kind of powers she could have. But there was no use wondering. He didn't know anything about these magical things so he didn't know the range of powers that one person could have. Maybe he should have researched that. But then again, how much of what you found in books or on the internet was legit?
"My name is Nicholas. If you want, we can find out together." he offered friendly. "It's no problem if you don't want that though." He wasn't sure if it was good or not to be friendly with other students. It was in his nature to be polite and that girl could be in a similar situation as he was, but than again she could also be a monster that would eat him alive as soon as they were alone.

He was pleased with her friendly reply. Keeping his smile he shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, Kody." It calmed him that she didn't seem to notice his mistrust. He decided it would be best to just follow her for now. After all she didn't seem to be hostile so he didn't feel at risk.

When she asked the question he faltered though.
„My Story?“ A slight uneasiness overcame him. He hadn't thought of that yet. „Uhm, I … My father thought it was a good idea to be with my kind.“ He fumbled with his fingers. „You know … magical beings and such.“ It wasn't a complete lie. His father did want him to be with these creatures. But more because he was a disgrace to his family and not for his own benefit. „And yours?“ He tried to shift the focus onto her.