One half chosen to stay...

[xanthe]

Open to anyone...

Xanthe watched as they many families gathered around the platform. She felt like a homeless puppy compared to all these people surrounding her, without a family to see her off [they were all back in the U.S.]. Many mothers were sobbing, other students waving goodbye until the train had arrived. The train opened it's rather small doors to let them inside. Xanthe picked up her small luggage case and her purse and stepped inside beside another first year.

It's long passages made it almost impossible to find a seat. Many first years stepped on at one time, most of the vacant seats were near the back. Xanthe was one to make it to the back of the train. She sat down in a small compartment, putting her luggage underneath the seat. Looking out side the window, Xanthe prepared herself for the secrets of the new school lying ahead.

[maxx]

Why did he forgot something?! How could Maxx Mitchell forget something that was right infront of him before he got on the train. Man normally he would make a check list and then leave but no this time that the Mihael didn't do that and why? Because it was important and he likes to forget important things. His i-pod nano. A little thing that he likes to bring when Maxx will most likely get bored. Now that didn't matter and he just has to find another compartment.

Maxx started to look for an compartment. The front was for the prefects, like he would get to know them. The middle area were all people in groups with non-stop people and the back there was only three compartmetns with only one person in it so he opened a random sliding door and there was a girl just sitting down. "Hello, is it O.K. if I could join you?" Maxx asked her.[/size]

[xanthe]

Xanthe played with the little string hanging off her sleeve of her jacket. It was slowly falling apart since it had been so old, but she kept it for safe keeping. She sighed. How long is it before this train departs? Xanthe thought to herself as she dropped her sleeve upon her lap. Too bad she hadn't brought anything to entertain herself with besides her drawing notebook.

Before she knew it, someone had slid the door open. Xanthe jumped a little and smirked. Giving a little nod and gesture for an open seat, she simply said, "Sure" before the boy walked in. Pushing her blonde hair behind her ear, Xanthe moved her bag under the seat along with her luggage and offered the seat.

[maxx]

Yay he could stay. The other guy had to leave for some random reason but if that guy had to leave he had to leave no complaining, Maxx would find another compartment and there it is. Another compartment, this was great finally. That was nice of her for letting him join her with the freakin long way just to get to a school. "Thanks, I'm Maxx by the way and you are?" The boy asked her.

||OOC: Sorry sort post...||[/size]

[xanthe]

Xanthe smirked and moved closer to the window as he sat on the opposite side of her. As she fixed her shirt, she gave a nod sort of greeting. The boy introduced himself as Maxx. Hm. First person to meet. This may be an exciting year, here. Xanthe thought to herself.

"I am Xanthe Corynn, nice to meet you." she answered, properly. She seemed too proper for her age, but she couldn't help it. Xanthe sighed a little and then gave a small smirk again. "So, Maxx, where are you from?" This was going to be a long ride.

[ooc: s'ok ^.^]

[maxx]

||OOC: Oh and your avater is soooo ture.||

"Oh nice to meet you too," Maxx forgot to say that even though that Xanthe didn't introduced herself at the time. Now it's almost Thanksgiving and he sorta made a slight promise to his parents that he would be nicer to the other people than himself because that didn't really happen at the muggle school before the boy went here, on a train.

Where was he from? Normally Maxx wouldn't pay much attention about where he lived and that junk. "Ahh..... Portland, no, London, no, Paris, no, I don't really care about where I live and stuff like that but I think that I live somewhere near London? I'm not sure." Maxx explained. "What about you?"[/color]

[xanthe]

Xanthe grinned with a small nod of introduction. As into Maxx's description, she became a bit confused about the certain places he had been mentioning. "How can you not be so certain about where you live? Everyone lives somewhere. I'm guessing you travel?" Xanthe explained with a small laugh.

"I'm from the U.S. From Pennsylvania and now going into New York. I am orginally from Germany, though." Xanthe explained to him as she figured the many places she, her brother and her mum decided to live.

[ooc: thank youuuu~]

[maxx]

It was very easy question to answer really. The funny thing is that there arn't a lot of signs. "Well I don't pay attention to signs anymore so I have been a bit clueless when I moved near London. I thought that we were going to move there until we passed the rest of the buildings," Maxx explained. It was confusing, even to him which is funny to him. Funny funny funny.

Oh that explains a bit.... He thought to himself. Xanthe did look a bit German but not much to him because Maxx has seen Germen people. He really wants to see Candian people for some random reason.[/size][/color]

[xanthe]

Xanthe nodded. "Yeah, I have had that happen before. Especially before we left Germany. I had no idea where we were heading off to until I saw the ocean." She let out a small cough which was covered by the back of her hand.

Xanthe looked around the compartment. Strange small place. It wasn't any wonder why she had not gone claustrophobic within the last fifteen minutes. Hm.

[ooc: hah! canadian people. don't ask why i think that's so funny. it is pretty random.]

[maxx]

Well Maxx hated when me moved and now basicly moving again only to a school his muggle friends would just laugh at him right now. "Movng sucks, I can't even stand it even moving again," the Mihael said. Well moving to the other side of the world. That was quite nice. A place that you don't know how the heck your going to live at. Yes if that happened to him it would just be good old plain fun!

"So... do you know when were going to get here?" He asked Xanthe. Maxx was in his bored clueless stage now and nothing to talk about but random questions. Weird isn't it. Good thing that he has his goth cloths but don't really wear them anymore but still has them incase that all the sudden Maxx got all depressed that something happened that changed his life completly.[/size]