Delana reached the back of the train and looked around... most everyone seemed excited to go back, and even though she knew no one, she was excited too; thrilled to finally start school, even if she was a few years late.

Finding an empty compartment she sat down. She didn't have anything much to do so she rummaged through the larger of the two black bags she was carrying. After a few minutes of searching she found her notebook. Just a plain, ordinary black notebook. Taking a pen from her pocket, she began to write, too lazy to dig for a quill in her backpack.