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**Diapered Prophet** · May 11th, 16, 03:08 AM

Addison was a 2nd year student at Westdale University of Music. This was the first day back from summer Break and the sun was shining. The trees were all green and the streets were busy with the new students coming in.

Addison was helping processing new students. She was a kind 19 year old with brown hair. Standing at just under 5'7" she was short.

**MingleMonster** · May 11th, 16, 03:34 AM

Stacy stepped out of the cab she'd taken to the campus grounds, thanking the driver as she exited the vehicle. "So... Westdale University, ah... finally." She said to herself, breathing in the warm air. She clutched her suitcase's handle and extended it upwards, pulling it along behind her as she made her way down the campus' sidewalk, passing by a few upperclassmen... She didn't see any other freshmen students, as noted by their uniforms.

The wind blew a bit, catching in her medium-length black hair. She ran her hand through it get it back in place, she had to make a good first impression if she wanted to fit in at all. Bobbing along on the side walk, she eventually spotted some other freshmen students making their way across the campus grounds, but they were well off in the distance. Was that where she needed to be? She thought she'd told the cabbie the right spot... ~Oh well~ She thought. ~At least I'm back on track~

She made her way past the trees, across the inner-campus and onto the far sidewalk, where she could see a lot of upperclassmen lined up at what looked like small booths, surrounded by freshmen students. "Okay, step one... Gotta' find my dorm." She said to herself, approaching the booths. She figured just any booth would do, so she walked up to the nearest one - A brown haired girl stood there, having a conversation with one of the other freshmen, a gentle yet slightly nervous smile upon her face as she spoke.

**Diapered Prophet** · May 11th, 16, 04:04 AM

"Next in line please" Addison said, inviting another freshmen over to the desk she was stationed at.

"Welcome to Westdale Univerity of Music. My name is Addison. I'll be assisting you today and getting you moved in, but first, What is your name?" She politely asked. She looked at Stacy like she had seen her before. "Pardon me" she interrupted, but where are you from? You look familiar for some strange reason."

**MingleMonster** · May 11th, 16, 04:17 AM

The previous student walked away merrily, having been given the directions she needed. Stacy approached the booth, now getting a better look at the girl. She was clearly nervous, but hiding it pretty well as far as she could tell, perhaps she'd be able to fool a few students. She was also a lot shorter than she had initially anticipated, Stacy being quite a few inches taller than her, she could tell, even though the girl was sitting.

"Hello Addison, my name's Stacy Vestable. I was wondering if I...." She was a little suprised that Addison had asked where she was from, but figured she should comply. "Oh, I'm from Northgale, about a hundred miles south of here? A quiet little city... Nothing like this place." She said calmly, blinking her brown eyes against a hurried breeze. "Is it always this windy up here? Ever since I got off the train, I've felt like I needed to be carrying around a few bags of rocks just to stay on the ground!" She joked.

It really wasn't that windy, but it was definitely more breezy than Northgale. Coupled with Stacy's usual demeanor of trying to weave jokes into her conversations, it may have seemed a bit silly from an outside perspective.

**Diapered Prophet** · May 11th, 16, 04:59 AM

"I'm well aware about how small Northgale is. I lived next door at St Jorge. Did you do anything in sports or band?" Addison moved and a tiny crinkle could be heard. She studdered. "Um- yea so you were asking something?"

Unfortunately years ago Addison was involved in an accident leaving her temporarily paralyzed. She has since recovered, however she doesn't have full control and thus has to wear constantly. She doesn't mind wearing, but she is very subconcious about other people and their thoughts on her diapers.

**MingleMonster** · May 11th, 16, 05:27 AM

"Uh, Orchestra, actually... I was lead violin, and got top marks for my group." She said, bashfully. "They called me Staccato Stacy back in Northgale, I think I've had that nickname since I was six or seven. Oh! But that's not important, so, uh, you went to St. Jorge? Then you might have seen me in one of the competitions there!" She reasoned, perhaps with a bit too much excitement. Stacy didn't notice any sounds other than her own loud mouth, taking in a breath to speak again before Addison reminded her of why she was there in the first place.

"O-oh, yeah. I'm supposed to check into my dorm, but I can't remember if it's in east block or west block... Or what floor..." She said with hesitant admittance, blushing a little in embarrassment.

**Diapered Prophet** · May 13th, 16, 01:44 AM

"Oh, no need to be embarrassed" Addison said as she looked on her clipboard, she looked past all the marked out names and found the only one that Hadn't been crossed out. "Ah, yes!" She let out in excitement. "It looks like your in the West Block. It just so happens that I used to be there myself. If you wan't I can show you where it is." She looked around the venue which was beginning to clear up as most freshmen students had checked in and gestured at an adult who was talking with a group of students.

Elizabeth Hope, the Freshman cordinater walked over to where the girls were standing. "Yes Addison?" She asked softly

"Um, ma'am. I've checked in everyone from my list and I'd like to leave early to show the new student where her dorm is. Should that be ok?" She handed the clipboard to the Older woman and let her look thru it.

"Most certainly, Addison. You did always have a kind side. Oh, silly me I haven't introduced myself. My name is Elizabeth Hope. Most call me Mrs H. I'm the Freshman cordinater, so if there is anything you need just let me know. Addison can show you my office."

"Sure can" Addison replied "Are you ready to go?"

**MingleMonster** · May 13th, 16, 02:07 AM

"Wait, you're going to show me where it is? Wow, sure I'll take a tour! Thanks!" She said, excited to see what sort of place she'd be staying in. Stacy watched Addison flag down a nearby staff member, who promptly made her way over to the table. She watched as the well-dressed woman took the clipboard from Addison as they exchanged words, Addison seemed nervous still, as if she was unsure about the venture to West Block. Then the woman turned to her, catching her attention instantly.

"Uh, sure thing Mrs. H. And thanks for letting Addison here go, I'm a bit directionally challenged, so..." Stacy rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment, the new school having clearly overwhelmed her in such a short amount of time. Stacy turned her attention back to Addison, nodding to her in response. "Alrighty, ready when you are." She said merrily.

**Diapered Prophet** · May 13th, 16, 02:46 AM

Addison lead the way through the campus, she showed Stacy all the places to get food, where some of the classes are held and the library. Finally they arrived at the Dorm Building where Stacy was to stay.

"Alright here it is" The old building looked worn down, and needless to say was ready to be replaced. Regardless it was the most popular dorm on campus. "I always liked how this building looks" She swiped her ID card and opened the door for Stacy.

'Do you remember your room number?"

**MingleMonster** · May 17th, 16, 08:59 AM

Stacy enjoyed her little personal tour of the campus, taking in as many important places as she could. She thought the campus was wonderful - even the rougher sides, although that might be due to her having a tour guide along for the trip.

She froze at the question, then started to hurriedly shuffle through the bag she brought with her. She searched and searched, but she couldn't find the card she'd wrote the number down on... "Ehhehe.... Uhh, I don't remember at all." She said sheepishly. "Oh wait!" A sudden realization flew over her. She reached into the small pockets on her skirt, one had her cell phone and the other had a large stack of folded papers of varying age and size. "Uhhh, give me just a second..."

Stacy turned around and flitted through the papers, eventually thumbing across a newer paper - the one she was looking for. "Aha! Yes, lets see..." She unfolded the little paper, giving it a glance. "Room 072. Sorry about the hold up." She sighed, walking forward on their little adventure as if the scene hadn't happened. Stacy was always such a klutz, she'd forget where she was going or get lost often, due in part by her voracious curiosity.