I promised/I'd never sing of love/If it does not exist

Damien: I pat the space beside me.

Maddy smiled and shook his hand. "I'm Madeline," she said with a small smile on his face.

Nate grinned. "So what's your name, girl-who's-name-I-haven't-gotten?" He asked, a smaller smile on his lips.

Lydia: "I actually have to go set up my dorm," I said apologetically. "But I, personally, think you haven't run out of interesting."

Ammi: "How would you know what type of girl i am? You havent seen me in a whole summer. I could have changed." I shrugged. But he was right. I wasnt that type of girl. I wasnt some fluzy chearlearder in a miniskirt.

Dimitri: "nice to meet you." I told her kindly, a smile on my face.

(i think he's gonna be one of those akward music nerd kids that are kinda adorable...like Oz from buffy)

Ray: "I'm strictly Raychelle, as of now, but that might change, depending on who you are."

Damien: "Well, that's good," I say, leaning back. "I was beginning to think I'd lost my charm."

Jack: I chuckled. "But you haven't changed." I glanced over at the dog tage and leather jacket.

Lydia: I smiled. "Nope, looks like you've still got it. I'm Lydia, a freshman - by the way."

(Who is?)

Madeline drew her hand back. "And you as well," she said.

Nate grinned. "I'm Nathaniel," he said, putting his hand out to shake.

Damien: I hold out my hand. "Damien. Nice to meet you."

Ray: I looked at it. "You're not expecting me to shake it, are you?"

Lydia: I shook his hand. "Nice to meet you. See ya around?" It was a rhetorical question, and I stepped past him into the building before I could get an answer, anyway.

ammi: "And you know this, how?" I asked ,raising and eye brow.

(dimitri..like OZ from buffy the vampire slayer)

Dimitri: "What floor?" I asked, walking into the elevator.

Damien: I purse my lips and scan the school campus.

Jack: "After a year of being friends I think I can judge." I shrugged.

Ammi: I laughed and shook my head. "Same old Jack." I tilted my head and looked up at him. "What was your first impression of me?"

Jack: "How do you expect me to remember?" I laughed.

Nate scoffed, feigning indignation. "You must be quite mental to /not/ assume I want you to shake my hand." He sighed and took his own hand. "Fine, I'll do it myself. I hope you're jealous you missed this luxury," he teased.

"First, please," Madeline said, watching him push the button with a small smirk.

Ray: I purse my lips. "Well, now that you mention it, I'm insanely jealous," I say.

Nate raised his eyebrows. "Well the offers still good for the first five customrs," he said, like a car salesman would.

Ray: I hold out my hand. "First four customers now, unless your hand is a separate being."

Nate shook her hand, a satisfied smile on his face. "Well, now that formalities are out of the way... Do you go to this school, really?" He asked, squinting at her.

Ray: I raise an eyebrow. "I'm a freshman, actually. Do I look that young?"

Nate looked from side to side and scoffed, like he had though no. His face turned serious. "Yes, you looked extremely young. If you hadn't told me you were a freshman, I would have guessed you were... four, give or take a year," he chuckled.

Ray: I flip my hair playfully. "Well, that'll come in handy when I get older."

Nate nodded, looking back at the campus. "I'm a sophomore, y the way. Do you know what that means?" He asked. "Me either... I guess I'm just older."

Ray: I give him a look. "I think I know what that means."