Completely lost.

[color= 336699]Veronica sighed, rubbing her temples where a headache was brewing. She wasn't lost. No, she wasn't lost.. Getting lost on the first day was for weak little blind girls who asked all the hot-sounding guys to put their arms around them and lead them to class. Getting lost was for all the cry-babies in that idiotic support group she'd been forced to join back home.

It definitely wasn't for someone trying to make a competent first impression in a stupid school.

She tapped her cane around, trying to figure out where she was. There was dust everywhere, and she was sure she'd stepped on a spider or two. What was this place, an attic?

She sighed again, searching with her cane for a chair and collapsing down on it. What was she supposed to do now?[/color]

[color=336699]The words echoed in the empty hallway, and Veronica couldn't tell where the male's voice had come from. She swung her head around, not to attempt to see him but to try and hear him. He had a nice voice, silky smooth yet harrowed by something she couldn't put her finger on.. Not that that was important.

There. She walked confidently towards him, head held high, eyes staring off into nothingness. "It depends if you're asking because I’m blind, or because I look like I need help." She paused, sighing. "Actually, I doubt it does. I don't think I have enough willpower to walk away." She felt in her pocket for a sheet of paper, feeling the bumps on the paper and tilting her head questioningly. "I'm one of the newer 'students' in this institution, I'm afraid to say." Another ashamed sigh, her face one of general distain. "It seems i've gotten myself lost, no doubt due to the shoddy craftsmanship of this dreadful excuse for a prison." Get back on track. she reminded herself. "Anyway, might you be able to point me in the direction of the dorms?" [/color]

[color=336699]Veronica laughed quietly at his remark, taking it as sarcasm from the way she could hear him smiling. In the few seconds since she'd met him - although, truthfully, she didn't even know his name - she'd decided she liked him, the way he carried himself. Much less bouncy then every student she’d met so far.

She flinched at his touch, not realizing what it was and relaxing when she realized it was only him. "I.." She paused, suddenly feeling stupid. "Sorry. That you have to help me.. I'm sure you've got better things to do then lead around random students." [/color]

[color=336699]Veronica smiled, first tucking her cane under her arm and then simply floating it in the air next to her. "I'll be fine as long as I get to the dorms.. I'll be able to feel the room numbers from there." She paused, blushing angrily at herself. If you ask something from someone, they'll just want payment.. And she didn't have anything to give in return. Ah well, too late now.. She'd figure something out by the time the man had led her through the maze of a school.

"I'm.. Veronica. Vee." She offered, frowning slightly at her nickname. Now, why'd she tell him that? A, he probably didn't care what her name was, and B, she hated people calling her that. Idiot.. [/color]

[color=336699]Veronica raised an eyebrow, looking in the direction of his voice. "And what would that be?" She questioned, curious. Was he a teleporter, or something? No, but he'd said he wasn't a student.. [/color]