Paris was waiting for his little sister by the fountain. He looked around to see if Preston was going to come too, after texting him and making sure that his older brother knew that he had to be there, and was disappointed when the older Andrews was nowhere to be seen. He stood up from the fountain's edge and walked forward to greet Manila. "Welcome to the school, sis," he said with a smile. For the longest time, he wasn't sure if she would've ever been able to go to the school. Her lack of gift development was a little strange for the Andrews' family. He showed signs of his gift fairly early, as did most of his siblings, save Manila. But at least she was here now. Better late than never, he told himself.