Amber sat on one of the wooden benches in the hall, watching as people put their names into the goblet. She sighed. She was old enough to cross the line, but wasn't really the overly brave/reckless type. Sure, she loved playing pranks and breaking the rules... but this was different. She sighed, putting her chin in her hand. She was bored as ever and needed someone to talk to. There were plenty of kids her age here, even a few foreign students, but she needed to find the right person. Who could that be?