Most days, Octavia worked hard to abide by all of the rules the French school had so she didn’t make any enemies or disappoint her new headmaster, but today she wasn’t in class and so didn’t much care. She wanted to be Octavia, so she wore a skater skirt with designer knee high socks and an old wizwrock shirt. It wasn’t very put together for what the host school liked, but it was what she liked.

She had also been doing whatever her heart desired all day, which wasn’t much of too many things. Breakfast with Flynn, time out in the gardens, and now? Now she was following her calico cat around, letting her decide their next adventure. It was fitting that they came across Phoebe.

”Hey, Fi.” Tavie was light on her feet, trailing Coral who had already made her way over to the blonde for attention. ”What are you doing in here?” Looking around, the first year couldn’t find much interesting about it.