Helena wasn't in the student council or any clubs, but she was known among the teachers as a responsible students, if not slightly spoiled. And that was probably what often drove them to ask small favours of her. Helena didn't mind, of course, she liked helping around, for sure. But they had never asked her to give new student a tour before. Rather Helena was surprised they wanted her to handle such a big responsibility. Couldn't the new student council do it? Or a member of that volunteering club Helena had been considering joining.Well, too late to back out now, Helena was on her way to the main gate, feeling slightly nervous but confident. At least she wasn't going to be alone, since it seemed there were going to be other people there as well.
At the main gate there was still no one, and Helena halted by it and looked around. No signs of arriving cars or people. She just needed to wait then. Helena dug out her phone from her purse and texted Destra, that she might be late today. Her boyfriend's overprotectiveness was toning down, but Helena still wanted to give him updates since he tended to worry. And after sending the text Helena slipped the phone away and stood by the gate, waiting for the new student.
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A sleek black Bentley pulled up smoothly to the front gate, with the passenger side - and its blacked-out windows - facing the gate. As it came to a full stop, the driver got out and walked around to the rear passenger door. He opened it and, after a few moments, a young man stepped up and out of the car. He was tall, strikingly so, with black hair and dark eyes - before he hid them from the sun behind an equally dark pair of Ray-Bans. The first thing that one might notice about him was how unnaturally pale he was, almost like marble. Perhaps the next would be his attire. He wore a black three-piece suit that fit his frame so well it could only be bespoke. A white pinpoint dress shirt with a red-and-black silk tie. Black Amadeo Testoni cap-toe Oxfords.