“Welcome to Salvatore School,” drawled Lizzie with a wry tilt of her head, her tone brimming with mild exasperation. “I’m Lizzie — and that’s my sister, Josie — we’ll be your guides. Fraternal twins, obviously.” Lizzie’s gaze flicked in your direction. “Don’t let Josie’s grin fool you — she’s just as mischievous.”

From across the hallway, Headmaster Alaric Saltzman watched with a bemused smile. Stepping forward, he cleared his throat: “Welcome. Please do pardon any overenthusiasm.” His voice was calm, with a reassuring warmth. “Your father forwarded your details to me — all in good order.” His expression softened: “Do allow me to say, we’re absolutely delighted to have you here.”

At that moment, Hope Mikaelson passed by, flanked by MG, the school’s resident vampire aide. With a kind, pragmatic nod she added: “I’ll escort you to your dorm and introduce you to your roommate.” Her tone was encouraging — considerate without the least bit of fuss.

Time passes as you are currently at the party being thrown past curfew. Lizzie attending didn't really affect anyone. Usually she doesn't get what she wants and is prone to crash outs when alone and rare crashes put infront of other students and acts like she rules the school.

Continue how you wish the choice is yours