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Trance grumbled and walked down his driveway, his black and blue messenger bag slung over his shoulder. He'd refused to let his mother drive him to school, first day or not. He wasn't in elementry school anymore, and the school was in walking distance. He was wearing faded, baggy black jeans and a band tee shirt that was a little too big. Worn high top sneakers were on his feet, the laces on his left foot untied. He hated school, hated moving. Hated being different. It was bad enough he had a weird name, (seriously, who names their kid Trance?!) but he was also cryokinetic. He could freeze things solid with ease if he tried. And the very air got colder when he entered a room. He could wear shorts in a blizzard with out getting cold (In fact, he loved to) and hot days put him in a worse mood than usual. He slouched down the street, glaring directly in front of him. His too long white-blond hair fell in his pale silvery-blue eyes. His mother had been trying to convnce him to get his hair trimmed for a week now. He'd refused every time. He liked the partail view of the world he got looking through his bangs. It was different, mixed things up a bit.
Trance sighed as he reached the school gate. It was smaller than his last school, but bigger than the one before that. About the size of the one he'd been expelled from a while back. Not many people were around, so he guessed he was early. He stepped onto the grounds and looked around for a sign that would point him in the direction on the main office.
And so the first day begins.... he thought to himself.

Trance watched what went on with slight surprize. He jumped out of the way in time to not get trampled, though he didn't have it in him to just leave. He sighed, blowing his hair out of his face. He cinched his bag strap a bit, so it'd be hardered to rip out of his hands and trudged over, scowling. He was annoyed by all of this, and pissed off at the people who would gang up three to one, so the air around him was pushing fourty degrees. He hated getting involved, but he'd gone through the same thing. He wasn't about to let these three bruisers send this small boy to the hospital. Not while he was standing there. He knew he was throwing away any decent chance at a good reputation, but he didn't care. He didn't need any of them. He could still email his best friend, the only one he had, and that was fine for him. He could live through this without any other people. It's not like any other people would understand his strange gift anyway. He needed no one.
"hey losers, this is all over an insult...? Well, here's a couple for you, if you're that worried about them. Idiots, for charging around here like you own the place. Clumsy, for almost knocking me over back there. Loud, i could hear your hoots and hollars from twenty yards outside the gate," of course, this was a lie, but he figured if he was going to commit suicide he might as well do it right. "And Cowards," on this word his breath froze in the air, and the air around his feet was freezing, creating a cold mist even in the warm sunlight, "Because you need three of you to go up against someone who looks like he's should be in sixth grade. Have you had enough, because i can think of pleanty more. And hell, i don't even know your names yet." He glared at them, his pale eyes glittering with annoyance and anger. He could see the small boy's bloodied face and that made things worse.
Oh God, i'm so dead....They're going to kill me... i'm the idiot here... He cringed mentally, waiting for what would happen next...

Trance frowed after them, crossing his arms over his chest. That had gone better than he'd hoped. They hadn't come after him, at least not yet. He was pretty sure he'd get it later though. He sighed, slowly begining to heat up again. He didn't like letting himself get angry. He'd frozen his blood in his veins before and almost died over anger. Actually, he'd gotten expelled because he put the other guy in the hospital after he thawed out. He wasn't really looking to repeat the incident, so he decided he'd just avoid those three. They wouldn't be easy to forget.
He sighed again and looked down at the boy on the ground. He looked like a mess. He was bloodied and bruised and dizzy.
whatever, not my problem. ...Not my problem!! He thought, annoyed at himself. He turned waving over his shoulder. "Sure, whatever..." He walked a few feet away, thren stopped. He had followed the four and now had no idea where he was. he looked around, once again looking for a sign or something. He growled to himself, then turned back to look at the other boy. He stepped a little closer, once again scowling. "Uhm, do you know where the front office is...? I'm supposed to check in or some crap like that...."

Trance stood, watching the other boy. What was he doing?! He was worried about books of all things? What the hell....? "Uh, nice to meet you. I'm Trance. Uhm.... i think you might want to go to the nurse or something.... that really doesn't look good...." He muttered, his words barely audible. He wasn't a people person. He didn't like being around people, with the exception of his mom and his only two friends. One of which had promised to come visit in a week. They were still working out the details, but having a familiar face around would surely improve his outlook on this whole situation. He missed her a ton and hadn't seen her in a year at least. Her visit was the only thing he could look forward to.
Trance sighed and watched the other boy stumble away. He groaned inwardly and hurried to catch up. "Look, just.... agh, here." he sighed and jogged back the way they'd come, looking for the place where Haku had fallen. He locaded a messy pile of books an dpapers and scopped them up. He went back to Haku and sighed. "Here. I'll carry these for you, just go to the nurse. I'll find my way from there, okay? God, you're bleeding all over!" he scowled, the air creeping into cooler temperatures again. This was a waste of time, in his mind. He had things to be sorting out, he didn't need this. But haivng one ally in this place would be good. They didn't have to be friends, just someone he could say he knew so his mother didn't worry again. He hated to see the small, sad frown when he said he didn't have friends and didn't want any. So he'd pretend, if this blue-haired boy was willing to at least acknoledge his presance, that would be enough.

Trance shook his head. "Nah, it's fine." He didn't really like being touched, so it was fine by him that Haku didn't shake his hand. He didn't like the weird looks he got when people felt how cold his skin was. It annoyed him more than anything.
He followed Haku to the front office and nodded. "Right. Yea, sure..." He muttered and set the other's things down where he'd pointed. He then walked into the office and to the front desk. There was a woman in her late fourties siting behind the desk.
"Uhm, I think i was supposed to come here..." Trance spoke, just loud enough for her to hear. She looked up, then smiled.
"Are you new?"
"Uhm, Yea. Trance Park. I was supposed to give these to you, i think..." He turned and looked through his bag, searching for something. After a moment he looked up. "Damn, i think i dropped them...."
The woman frowned at his language, then nodded. "The papers? That's alright, you can just fil them out again here. And i'll have to get your schedual and a map of the school... And you'll need to have your teachers sign this for you..." she reached over and handed him a bright green paper. Her hand brushed his and she quickly pulled away, shocked by the cold. Trance's gaze darkened. Just like evryone else.
"Yea, okay. And the others...?"
"Right, right... uhm, here they are. Fill these out again please..." She handed him a few more papers and a pen. He sighed and began slowly filling them out.

Trance continued through his papers, not looking up when Haku came to his side. He was rewriting everything carefully. His mother's handwriting was much neater than his own, so he was trying to keep things legable. He sighed "No, why would i look through your stuff. It's yours, not mine," he answered, not looking up. He was on his last paper and concetrating to keep things neat. His hand was really starting to hurt and he was annoyed by everything so far.
At the last statement his head shot up. "Are you serious?! Agh, great...." he left the pen and walked over to the messy pile. He sifted through somethings, then pulled out his neatly papercliped stack of papers. Sure enough his mother's neat, purple handwriting glittered on the page. Why she insited upon purple gel pen he'd never know. "Ugh, damnit... i just refilled them all out too...." He sighed and walked back over to the secritary. "Found 'em." He muttered, handing her the stack. She smiled.
"Oh good! So you dind't have to fill out the other papers then?"
"No, but i did anyway. What ese do i need?"
"Oh, here's your schedual.." she handed him another peice of paper and noticed Haku. "Oh! Good morning Haku! How are you? Have you met Trance yet? He just transferred here today." She grinned at the blue haired boy and handed Tance a map of the school.
"Here, you have about fifteen minutes before the first bell rings, you should go find your classes, explore a bit. Maybe Haku here can show you areound...?" She smiled expectantly.
"Ah, thanks. Uhm, no i think i've got it. Bye then..." he muttered and walked out of the office.

"No, really it's fine. I can handle it," He looked over to find Haku walking next to him. He held back a sigh. Oh wonderful. How annoying...
He gritted his teeth slightly at the other's attempt to make conversation. He really wasn't in the mood to stand around and chat. He glanced at the map in his hand, then the schedual, then the map. Math first. Ooh, fun.
"Where i'm from doesn't really matter all that much. I didn't particularly like it there, it doesn't matter." Tance left out that he didn't particularly like it anywhere. "Yes, my name is Trance. Like the music. God knows what that of all things..." he muttered, searching for the classroom he'd be reporting to first. He didn't really like being followed around like this. It made it too hard for him to ignore his surroundings and live in autopilot. Just tune everything out and hope it'd be over soon. He turned a corner, hoping the blue haired boy would just drop his attemts at conversation.