Staring

His eyes looked to the left and then looked towards the forests squeezing the school in a bubble. "How long have you been at the school?" Alastair knew that the conversation between them was hitting rock bottom only because it was night and he unlike her was tired.

Emotionally and physically. He placed his left hand in his pocket, staring back at the gym, smiling at the somewhat broken knob.

"I've been here for only a couple days." Alastair said before his other hand returned to his pocket, the sensation only burned for a little bit. His eyes looked towards the dorms now, and he hadn't even seen the rooms. "Why did you get here, I mean you seemed to have mastered your powers?"

"He'll come." He tried to reassure her with a false sense of security. He would have wanted to receive the same lie if he'd been waiting for her, or would he? Alastair stared at his hand, wondering if he would've loved to be with a friend in a school or would he just wanna go home.

"With the time you have now, don't become mad at them. Just hang out here with the other friends you have here." She was charming and probably could have friends.