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10

It had been so long - or never depending on which of the team you are referring to - that the only ones up early enough to get actually ready are Mont, as well as Julien. Mont went for the bad boy look, a dark red long sleeve shirt, grey pants, his black boots, as well as his pale green gloves. The pants have a chain along the pocket, and the gloves have little studs along the knuckles. He's also wearing a nice black long coat. Julien went for more casual, a simple white button up short sleeve, sky blue jacket, jeans and his boots, the pale blue gloves look nice on him.

The two of them settle off to the side, watching the time slowly tick by. The younger team -  in an effort to help them - had given them some simple information. The bus stop nearby is about 2 blocks away, it arrives at 7:30 and once they get to the school, they'll need to go to the office in order to take the tests to put them in the right year. It's about 7 when they hear crashing, muffled shouting and cussing coming from the room, both exchanging amused looks over the coffee/tea they are drinking. 

Smith comes running out wearing a short sleeve black shirt that reads "Bitch, please." and his coat - a dull silver - half heartedly thrown over his shoulders, dark blue pants tucked into his boots and orange gloves on his hand. Walker comes out next, his shirt - a long sleeved grey one - reading "Don't mess with me, I can dodge without looking.", his blue hoodie unzipped, dark blue gloves on his hands as he tucks his black pants into his boots. Samurai comes marching out next, the shirt - a lovely red/blue mix - reading "Level's of ready" showing bars with several levels of fuck on it. The dull orange pants are tucked into her boots, the green gloves on her hands a bit at odds. 

Royal comes out last, his gloves black and his boots over his shoulder, ready to be put on, while his green shirt reads " I'll look at you when I'm ready to talk, no sooner." visible where his grey vest is open. They're all ready to go, not even bothering to fix their hair or anything, just as they usually do in mornings. They manage to arrive in time for the bus, all of them climbing on and sitting next to each other - taking up three seats in front/behind each other in one row - and setting the backpacks - darker colors of their counterparts - at their feet. They converse with whoever they sat next to - Smith and Samurai not allowed to sit next to each other - and make sure they're mentally prepared.

They really hope that the school day is not as bad as they're thinking.

"Hey, new kids! Want me to show you around?"

They all turn, not really expecting anyone to talk to them, only to freeze up at the sight of Morro, dressed in some kind of jock outfit. Mont would usually be the one to take over, but he is currently trying his hardest to work through the trauma that had been forced to the forefront of his mind upon catching sight of the familiar face. Julien gently sets a hand on Mont's head, while Royal takes over, speaking up.

"Nah, we're good man. Thanks for that."

Morro shrugs, walking back to his seat without bothering them anymore.(He has a feeling they'll be fun to mess with. Especially the one with different colored eyes.) They all breathe a sigh of relief, Julien finally managing to drag Mont out of the memories he was trapped in. The trip takes another 15 minutes, arriving in time for them to be caught in the wave of kids heading towards the building. They go along with it, only starting to move against it when they spot the office and try to get to it. 

They manage to get in, barely not being stepped on or such, all of them standing in the little office to catch their breaths for a moment. 

"Can I help you?"

Mont steps forward.

"We're the new students? I think our guardian registered us yesterday?"

"Ah, so you're the new kids! Your guardian had no idea where you were level wise, so unless you guys know, we will unfortunately have to test you on everything in order to figure out your grade."