It was the same dream. Screaming, crying, everyone running like ants. And there I was, scared stiff in the midst. No one would ever notice; they would just abandon me. Black oil swirled around my ankles, staining white pants. Movement from behind me made small waves coursing through the small room. It was shrinking. The walls and ceiling were closing in. Behind me a screaming noise would only get louder as it got closer. And as the sound gets closer, the oil rises till its at my neck. And once its there, the noise stops. All is quiet. A hand is rested on my shoulder and a voice a thousand years old says," Life is futile."

I am startled awake by my piercing alarm. The sun has barely started to rise over the silhouettes of the city. Sitting up, I stretch every part of me including the cramps in my wings. First day of my second year in a college i just want to get through to graduate. I got out of the semi comfortable bed and got ready for the most boring day of my life. Since the school wasn't that far from my home I'd get there in plenty of time. 

My name is Spurrier Clutch. I am a raven winged valkyrie who attends a hell called Escapist Academy. A college for those who want to escape the judgement of humanity and such. And they do pretty well with that. Except... not towards me. Im just as much of an outcast as I was in high school. I still deal with the abusiveness at home and the rumors surrounding me. It really doesnt matter though. I'm used to it by now. 

It takes about fifteen minutes to fly there. The students part way for my landing some rushing away for the fear of getting slapped by a wing. I scoot the hairs out of my face to look at the billboard in front of the main office.

"FRESHMEN! WE WELCOME YOU TO THE ESCAPIST ACADEMY!!! PLEASE MEET IN THE AUDITORIUM WHERE A SOPHOMORE WELL SHOW YOU AROUND! HAVING SAID THAT, ALL SOPHOMORES GO TO THE TABLES AND FIND THE PERSON YOU ARE ASIGNED!!!"

I sighed folding my wings in. And this was one of the reasons this was going to be the most boring day of my life. I followed the childish crowd into the old auditorium that seems to be really well preserved. On one wall there were desk lined up with a letter from the alphabet. I trudged over to the c's. It didnt take long till it was my turn. 

"Name?" the "receptionist" asked looking down at the list. I stared blankly at them. "Clutch. Spurrier Clutch." They looked up at me with worry in their eyes. "Oookay, Mr. Clutch, it seems that you are to show..." they trailed their finger down the list to my name, " Eanna Ramune around the campus." 

I've heard that name somewhere before. "Where can I find her?" They pointed to the other side of the auditorium. I shoved my hands into my pockets as I walked that way. The upper class man shoved themselves out of the way as they saw me past. There was a group of freshman huddled and talking like they were still high schoolers. I cleared my throat to get their attention. "Excuse me, but do any of you know where i can find Eanna Ramune?" 

"Oh yeah she's over there," a ferret hybrid said pointing to the drink machine. I nodded my head muttering my gratitude. Now walking to the machine i noticed something a little too familar. LIme green cat ears caught my as a plunk from the machine sounded off. I stood behind the girl with the odd colored ears and matching tail. 

"Ms. Ramune? Sorry to interrupt you, but my name is-" The girl turned around and my words caught in my throat. I knew this girl. Her lime eyes peered at me from under her glasses as they widened with recognition. She knew me just as well. Her face flushed a bright pink as she glanced away. 

"H-hey Sparrow... Long time no see?"