The Baneberry Academy rests on the outskirts of Moorhaven, surrounded on three sides by the thin woodlands that encircle the whole community. The exact border is clearly marked by an intricate fence of woven steel, the pattern seeming to wave like tall grass in the wind if one relaxes their eyes just a little. The front is dominated by a regal brick building complete with columns on the facade and enormous windows, which visitors must pass through in order to get inside - there are no other gates.

Several buildings in a similar style make up the dormitories and office buildings, while one holds classrooms. Additional classrooms, clearly added after the fact from their modern box design, squeeze up against the original classroom building, creating a couple of narrow alleys that surely no students make use of for nefarious doings.

Currently, the students are all assembling in the large auditorium building normally reserved for special events, as it's the only place the entire student body fits inside of at the same time. The burgandy carpet is showing its age but the wooden bench seating is well polished and the cushions have been recently replaced with all new faux leather padding.

There doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to the seating arrangements, with small gaggles of friends forming clusters that slowly merge into the crowd as more kids arrive and find seats.

Tiffany walked into the auditorium, distributing smiles and greetings as she went.  She wouldn't be social with everyone she met, of course, but it was too early in the year to discount anyone.  One never knew who might be interesting or important, after all.

 Felicia was running a little late, she sped through the woods in panther form. She came up onto the Fence around the school, she got close to the Fence and then transformed into Hybrid form and easily leaped over the wall. She landed and then checked her school clothes. She was wearing a black and white short sleeve blouse, and a flared black knee length skirt, with a hole in it for her tail.

 Felicia then walked into the auditorium and looked around she then saw Tiffany and headed over towards her. She would go over to her and say," Hi is it okay if I sit with you Tiffany?"

Anthony walked into the auditorium, looked around, and found a seat, halfway to the front and slightly off to the side. He paid little attention to who was around him, unless of course there was a pretty girl sitting all alone, in which case he would sit next to her.

He was wearing khaki shorts and a "Jelly Jam" t-shirt, and, as usual, smelled like pumpkins, cinnamon, and haystacks.

"Another day, new people, opportunity everywhere." he thought to himself, he grin widening. Turning to the girl next to him, "'Sup? I'm Anthony."
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"Of course!" said Tiffany, waving Felicia over.  She'd worn a bright blue dress for the day (It came to her knees-- a bit of modesty, although the neckline was more flattering) and a matching set of pumps, and continued to wear the gold jewelry she was fond of.

 Felicia smiled she was a little nervous but she saw quite a few students who definitely didn't look human. " Thank you Tiffany." Felicia takes a seat and her tail moves in front of her. " So what exactly is this all about, remember this is my first time ever to a human like school, I was home taught by my Parents."

Eliza did get dropped off at the outskirts of the school by their mom, who had already successfully guilted them into being a good student this time. For today at least. Eliza wasn't too embarrassed about having to repeat their freshman year, but they also hoped it wouldn't come up among peers. At least, the 'why' had nothing to do with academics, and there is a certain mystique to being someone who skipped school be a delinquent artist. At least, Eliza told themself that. She decided to go with her nicer black jeans, more sneakers originally marketed for skateboarders, plain t-shirt and a flannel jacket, the same she wore to the fair.

Their headphones in, they walked up to the school with the others dropped off by their parents or guardians. Eliza recognized a few of them from Tiffany's party, but not enough that they'd go out of their way to speak to them. Eliza had some sculpting clay in hand, and her backpack was larger this time around, meant for carrying notebooks, lunch and anything else their mom might have thought they needed. They spotted a few people they'd seen at Tiffany's party, but gave them a cursory greeting as the meeting entailed. 

Eliza waved and nodded to Tiffany and Felicia when they spotted the pair, and went to sit somewhere not far away, knowing Tiffany was probably still making rounds to all her other friends. She hadn't spotted Anthony until after sitting down, a few rows behind her. She tipped an imaginary hat in greeting to him, but didn't make any attempt to interrupt his attempts to make his move on the cute girl. 

At Felicia, Eliza thought loudly, *Hey, Felicia, How are you doing?* Eliza wasn't quite certain this was how telepathy or mind magic worked but the concept of trying to shout a thought inside their own head was entertaining enough.

"Well, it may be challenging, Felicia," said Tiffany, "but I'm sure you can manage.  If nothing else, I'm sure that the school can arrange a tutor."

In her world, tutoring wasn't normally done through schools, but Felicia might not have the resources for a private tutor, and Tiffany, contrary to popular opinion, did try to keep track of that sort of thing.

 Felicia was nervous and then after Tiffany said she might need a tutor, she says," The material should be okay, I mean I don't know any of the rules or what I should be doing in a real school, also if I need help could you tutor me Tiffany?"

 Felicia had no clue what to expect at a real school. Unfortunately Felicia can't pickup on Eliza's mental thoughts in her Hybrid form.

The pretty girl turned to him and smiled, showing pointed teeth, and eyes with vertical slits. She offered her hand, which was dry, and cool to the touch.Without a hint of overemphasized Ss, she answered,  "Ellen. Nice to meet you."

And then, introductions made, he settled back into his seat to listen to the presentation.

"I guess I could," said Tiffany, a bit surprised.  Well, then again, if Felicia was home-schooled, she might not know anything, and that would be a problem!  Tiffany hoped she'd be up to the task of teaching her.

...then again, this involved the cute, affectionate cat girl spending more time with her.  That notion appealed to her.  Why not?

"Yes, I'd be happy to," she said.  "Don't worry.  We'll get you through this."

 Felicia smiled when Tiffany agreed to help her, she was so happy she had met Tiffany and they where becoming friends. Felicia would say," Thank you Tiffany I should know the material I just don't know how you guys do actual school. I was reading online about books, classes, reports and there are certain ways of doing things. That is what I have no clue about. Thank you so much you are wonderful Tiffany."

 Felicia really liked Tiffany, she smiled and held her hand to say thank you, her fur was warm and her hands where a cross between human hands and a cat's paw, but Tiffany could see her claws in their retracted state. Her hand was very soft to the touch and Felicia moved with a grace only a cat could have.

Eliza's leg was kicked by some girl passing through the aisle. She was tall and pale, and they glowered down at her rainbow hair, "Stop fuckin' crowding the mindspace, hellspawn."

Eliza was willing to take the abuse, amused that she might have been annoying some undead cold-as-earth wannabe queen nothing, but bristled at the last. "What did you call me, corpse soldier?"

"Don't fucking start a fight you can't win, sulfur smut. Just fuckin' pipe down. And don't go swimming where other people can see you. It just makes some of us wanna die all over again." The girl walked on, joining another group of more colder-than-living boys and girls.

Eliza worked the modeling clay into something like a a fascimile of a stake and a heart in a speed that would shame a master potter but said nothing further.
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"That's certainly something that I can help you with," said Tiffany.  "Really, once you get the hang of it, it's not too hard, but I suppose that you'll need to have some help adjusting to things."

Tiffany found herself stroking Felicia's hand... the soft fur made it feel easy and natural.  She could get to like this...

 Felicia smiles and responds," Yes I know it isn't hard just need to be exposed to it, and thank you very much for helping me out Tiffany."
Tiffany was stroking Felicia's hand and she really liked it, it felt really nice and Felicia would begin to purr as Tiffany stroked her hand.
Then Felicia decided to be funny and she sent her tail to tap Tiffany on the shoulder away from Felicia.

The door to the auditorium opens again, two girls wearing old fashioned dresses with coordinated bodices each holding one door wide open for the third. The third, in a deep sapphire dress of similar design but much finer fabric, walks in with her head held high, completely ignoring the reactions her presence provokes. Her toadies close the doors behind her and follow at arm's length as she heads down to the very front and center, only speeding ahead of her to shoo people that were already seated out of her way...
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Tiffany examined her.  Who was she?  Tiffany ought to know if anyone would...

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Anthony watched as the stunning woman with the entourage strode past, and his eyes narrowed as he took an immediate dislike to her. Her bearing, her entourage, her... HER.

He shuddered and thought to himself, "Well, that right there is the thing that goes bump in the night. Probably who Tiffany wants to grow up to be. Pity."