Avery Isabella Grace walked over to the Student Gardens. She walked over to a flower that looked like a white lily and a tiger lily hybrid. Avery caressed the petals with her pale fingers. She murmered a song to it, not caring if she looked like an idiot. Not many people would be able to hear her voice.

Her skin was ivory and her eyes were hazel. She wore smokey eye shadow and her lips were ruby red. In her mouth she wore fake vampire fangs that you stuck to your canines. She didn't know why she wore them, she just liked to. Avery's hair was pitch black with a few extentions. She had a petite and elegant frame and she was around 5 feet tall. A bit short for a sixteen year old girl.

She wished she knew a few people that was her age. This place was full of little first years and second years. And they were ALL acting as if they were in love. They didn't even know what the meaning of the word is. Avery found it funny. She didn't have her first boyfrind until she was 14 and even then she wasn't obsessed enough with him to say she was in love with him. Poor little kids.