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[avarice.]

{ Epp! This is what I get for messing with my computer and it not wanting to work til my dad fixed it. I'll post soon but must know, who is free? }

[abandoned.]

((ally and Elias are, c; okay, so. I'm terrible. I know. Just, lemme catch up on my summer reading and other RP replies ^^;))

[gizmo,]

|| Guys, I don't know when I'll be able to post. I currently have no muse, as I am an emotional wreck. My cat I've had since I was a little girl is missing, so my mom and I are trying to find her. Plus, I'm sick and having to pack, since I'm moving next week. ||

[saorsa-]

[ that's okay guys. Giz, I hope you find your kitteh. I'm behind on summer reading, so I'm trying to get as much done at one time as possible, but I'll be checking back to see if I need to post. ]

[ @ everyone - Moonzy and I came up with a plan, if you guys at interested. We thought that since it is late fall/early winter, the Winter Formal could be held soon. Somehow the Rabid traps all of the characters in the school, perhaps after the dance? And then the wolves go out to see if they can figure out just who it is or to see if they can find a way to escape. The Elders could kinda be in on the plot because they know the danger of the rabid and so they dot wan anyone in the pack to be dating humans, so they kind of kidnap the humans (wouldn't need to kidnap all of them) and give the members of the pack an ultimatum, only the pack doesn't know that the elders are involved - either break up with the humans or they will be killed. Idk. All very rough. Let me know if you guys like that. XD if you have any other ideas, opinions or whatnot, feel free to pm me or edit it in as a message in your next character post. I'd like to keep the spam to a minimum. ]

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“I never said it was your fault.” » вℓυє к. яσѕѕ « “I just said I was blaming you.”

“Give you this, Give you that.
Blow a kiss, take it back.
If I look inside your brain..
I would find lots of things,
clothes, shoes, diamond rings;
Stuff that's driving me insane!
You could be pre-occupied,
different date every night.
You just gotta say the word.
But you're not into them at all,
you just want material.
I should know, because I've heard..
When girls say..”
“I want, I want, I want.
But that's crazy!
I want, I want, I want.
But that's not me!
I want, I want, I want..
to be loved by you.
You've got everything you need,
but you want accessories,
got to hold it in your hand.
I could give the world to you,
I bet you wouldn't have a clue.
Don't you know that I can't stand!
When girls say..”

Are you at school yet? Blue scowled down at her phone as it vibrated in her hand, the screen illuminating her face. She looked away from the tiny font on her phone for a minute, as she saw a familiar old charger pulling into the parking lot, and her scowl was replaced with a small smile. It was a bit of a miracle as to how Blue's whole attitude and outlook on things could be changed just by seeing Landon's car. Flicking her gaze back down to Pyro's text message, she rolled her eyes, stuffing the cell-phone back inside her shoulder-bag, not bothering to reply to it. Of course she was at school, where else would she have gone? Well, there were those few times her and Landon had decided to skip.. Shaking her head in memory, Blue walked back around to the direver's side of her Impala, reaching in to lock the door - just out of habit. There was really no reason to lock her car - as there was really no threat of criminals in Paradise Falls. And besides, hi-jacking a 1967 model car would be a bit suspicious to any by-standards. But, it was in the tradition of routine's sake that Blue locked the doors anyway, walking back around to the front of her car, seeing Landon walk up.
"Better late than never right?" Blue turned to face the boy who had appeared at her side - none other than Landon Scott. As he pulled her close to him in his arms, she stood higher up, on her toes, so she could peck his lips, before standing back down at her normal height. When Blue first moved to Paradise Falls, she never thought that she would end up like this. With a guy as perfect as this - let alone, feeling as happy as she did with him. Sure, she had had other boyfriends and flings before this, but most of them hadn't lasted any longer than a couple of weeks, before they had managed to do something to tick her off. I guess you could say that Miss Ross was a bit of a low-tempered person, at least when it came to people. But then she had moved to Paradise Falls about half a year ago. She was the new girl - nervous, even though she would never admit it - without any friends, at first. Well, the first guy she had met was Lucas Grey. She had been eating alone at the end of the table, when some idiot boy had walked by, tripping over the edge of the table. Of course, Blue was infuriated, and probably would have hit the boy, had he not busted out laughing. Yes, laughing. Normally, if someone laughed at her, Blue would end up giving that lucky soul a black eye, or a busted lip. But she looked down at herself, covered in small pieces of food - and, believe it or not, she laughed too. Now, don't get me wrong, this doesn't make her a softie in the least. If it had been some snooty barbie-doll character who had made the mistake of spilling something on her, she would most likely have been kicked out of the school by the next day. But, for some reason - whether it was that she was just in a forgiving mood, or she was worried about what Pyro would say to her if she got into another fight - she laughed too, not even bothering to pick the food off of her clothes. And that laughter lead to Lucas sitting with her, and, eventually, to the two of them becomeing best friends. And they had remained that way throughout the rest of her stay at Paradise Falls, despite Blue's anti-social attitude. People all the time questioned Lucas about why - out of all of the other people in the town - he had to choose her. But, Blue knew that Lucas probably didn't even know the answer to that himself.
Shaking her head, pulling herself from memory, she looked over at the guy beside her; the most important man in her life - just don't tell Pyro she put it that way. After pecking his lips, she stood in a bit of silence beside him; she had parted her jaws to answer his question about what her plans were later that night, when she saw her cousin's mustang pull into the parking lot. She knew without a word that he was frustrated with her for not answering his text message, but she honestly could care less. I mean, come on, he wasn't her father. Blue doubted he would ever stop treating her like a helpless kid. She watched him as he stepped out of the car, his eyes locked onto her before he had even shut the door. She automatically turned her gaze back to Landon, to show Pyro that he needn't interrupt their conversation. "Do you have any plans for tonight?" A soft smile splayed itself on Blue's lips as he spoke again, and she quirked her left eyebrow - an expression commonly seen on her face. "Not yet, why?" She asked, glancing at Pyro again.
Leaning against the door of his mustang, Pyro's eyes were locked on the two of them. See, normally, Pyro was the fun-loving, easy-going guy in Paradise Falls, the one who was so easy to get along with. But, of course, everyone has that little quirk. His, was Blue. And she knew that. As her cousin stared at her, he glanced down at his pocket, sliding his blackberry from his jeans, and gave it a little shake in the air, furrowing his brow at her. Blue just gave him her most innocent smile, and shrugged, as if she hadn't realized he had sent her a message. Pyro scowled, shooting her his "we'll talk about this later" look, locked his car, then began to head towards the school. Blue just rolled her eyes, turning her gaze back to Landon, and wondering what he had planned for later that day. Since the two of them had met, it seemed like every moment she could, Blue would spend her time with Landon. Now, don't get me wrong, she wasn't one of those obsessive-type girlfriends who always wanted to know what their boyfriends were up to, although she did enjoy spending time with him. It wasn't very often that someone could make Blue smile with just their presence, or even just the thought of them. But, Landon was the one person who gave her that kind of happiness, and she wanted to enjoy it as much as she could.
Although, being out on the town had really lost its lustrious pull for Blue after those girls were killed. She wasn't one to ever admit she was afraid of something, but she was a little frightened of being in town after dark, now - especially, alone. With Landon, sure, she would be happy to go anywhere with him. But, if, for some reason, she needed to go somewhere by herself - even in broad daylight - she was scared. That simple thought made her angry with herself, made her feel weak for being so spineless. But three girls had been murdered. Killed in cold blood. Who wouldn't be a bit afraid? She shook away her thoughts, as she glanced around the parking lot, seeing that her and Landon were one of the few people still left standing around. She nibbled on the inside of her lip, not really wanting to go to class - hell, who actually enjoyed school? - but knew she had to, because of her history final. She stood back up on the tips of her toes again, kissing his lips lightly again, a bit longer than before. "I really gotta get to homeroom." She said, a bit regretfully, taking a step back, tightening the grip she had on her handbag. She took a few steps towards the building, before looking back over her shoulder with a small smile. "But I'm up for whatever you want to do later." She told him, before turning back around, a grin still plastered onto her lips. It stayed there, in its place, until she walked through the doors of the school building. She saw the edge of Pyro's jacket disappearing into his own homeroom, so she knew that she was safe from his brutal scolding - at least for the time being. She hurried to her locker, grabbing the books she needed for her first two classes, then scurried off to her homeroom class. She actually wasn't late, which was a miracle. She sat through the usual routine, then headed off to her classes.
First period went by pain-stakingly slow, as it did every day. She had Calculus first, which made her wonder what kind of idiot had put together the schedule. Calculus? First thing in the morning? Who the hell decided that? So, she sat in the back of the classroom, grateful to at least have this class with Lucas. They talked a bit through the period, ending up getting scolded by the teacher. Of course, she was given a ton of homework, as was usual for calculus, but she just stuffed it into her bag. She might do it - she might not. She had never really been one of those people who were obsessed with grades. As long as she passed, it was fine for her.
Then, second period of course, was history. She was told that her big final would be moved to a different date, as her teacher, Mr. Worth, had decided to force the class into watching a documentary. And, of course, as neither Landon, nor Lucas were in that class with Blue, she ended up falling asleep, only to be woken up by the ringing of the bell. Thankfully, the teacher had been too engrossed in his documentary, and his other duties as a teacher, to notice that she hadn't paid attention, and she could only hope that there wasn't going to be a test over it. She left the class without a word, ready for the day to be over before it had even really began.
Next, she had chemistry. Just the same as math, Blue could never get the hang of chemistry. Actually, she never really got the hang of any class. Blue was a bright girl, and could accomplish an A plus in every single class if she put her mind to it. But, she didn't apply herself. Her father's death had ended up leaving a lot of money behind - and I mean alot - so, the cost of college wasn't that big of a problem. Who needed scholarships? So, she suffered her way through her classes each day, the thought of spending an afternoon with Landon being the only thing to keep her going.
Eventually, the day ended. Thank god. The last bell rang, and Blue was one of the first few to have gathered her books, and head out of the classroom. She went to her locker, tossing her un-needed books in the locker, only keeping the things she needed to do her Calculus homework, although she doubted she would get around to it since her and her boyfriend most likely had plans. She shut the door to her locker, and headed out of the building, hoping to escape the scolding words of her older cousin. She walked swiftly out to her car, knowing that she would still have to wait for Landon to head out. All she could do was hope that Pyro had moved on from their little incident this morning, or hope that he would wait until later to "lay down the law." She rolled her eyes with a smirk at the thought, looking through the crowd for Landon, wondering what exactly it was he had planned for the night. Of course, the activity didn't really matter to Blue - as she knew that if she was with him, she would be happy with whatever it happened to be.

“My goal is to live forever.” » ρуяσ я. ℓσνєтт « “So far, so good!”

“Circles,
We're going in circles.
Dizzy's all it makes us.
We know where it takes us;
we've been before.
Closer,
Maybe lookin' closer,
there's more to discover.
Find out what went wrong,
without blaming each other.
Think that we got more time.
When we're falling behind.
Gotta make up our minds.”
“Wake up,
we both need to wake up.
Maybe if we face up,
to this,
we can make it through this.
Closer,
maybe we'll be closer.
Stronger than we were,
before, yeah.
Make this soemthing more, yeah.
Think that we got more time.
When we're falling behind.
Gotta make up our minds.”

Pyro sped down the road, going way over the speed limit, although he didn't care. Right now, he'd like to see a cop try to pull him over right now; he'd get his head bitten off. He slid his phone out of his pocket, letting the screen illuminate his face, finding the same thing he usually saw. No new messages. He growled under his breath, tossing the phone into the backseat of his car, knowing that he was probably over-reacting. Every morning, he sent Blue a message to make sure she had made it to school alright, and every morning she sent him the same begrudging reply that she was fine, and he didn't have to keep bugging her. But, of course, this morning, she had neglected to do so. So, Pyro had tumbled out of bed, thrown his clothes on - without bothering to take a shower, I might add - and ran from the house, speeding towards the school. Pyro was always late for classes. Every single day. The Elders usually chastised him for doing so - as did his teachers - but he never payed any mind. When he had first been turned, he had made a large effort to keep a grip on his grades, and still do good in school. But by now, he had forgotten all about that. What, with the incidents with the Rabid, he had too much to worry about at the moment. He had his little cousin to worry about. Pyro had yet to speak to Landon about their relationship, but he knew that he would eventually have to - before Blue got hurt because of it. He guessed that Landon was a bit scared of him, as he was protective over Blue just like an older brother would be, and he would soon give him a reason to be.
He flicked the bangs out of his eyes as he drove, eager to reach the school, and make sure that she was alright. After a few more moments of speedy driving, Pyro pulled up in the parking lot, letting out a long huff of exasperated breath as he saw the back of her Impala, and two heads - one Blue's, one Landon's - poking up from around the other side. As Blue turned her head to look at him, Pyro locked his gaze, only letting it fall when he had reached his usual parking spot. He pulled his car in the rectangle, leaning out his window to make sure he had parked inside the lines. He reached around to the backseat, grabbing his Blackberry, and stuffing it back in his pocket, before getting out of the car, and locking the doors. He stood outside of the mustang, waiting - just waiting - for Blue to meet his gaze. Which, of course, she eventually did. He furrowed his brow, shaking his phone meaningfully in the air at her, his hair falling into his face a bit. He cursed under his breath at her stupid innocent smile, being able to see right through it. He just gave her "The Look", before grabbing his bag, and heading towards the building. He was a bit early, so he took his time at his locker, pausing to check his reflection in the mirror he had hanging from the inside of it.
He was obsessed with himself. Other than Blue, the single-most important person in Pyro's life was Pyro. He loved his looks, his personality - he was probably the cockiest person in the entire town of Paradise Falls. But, the worst thing was, he wasn't ashamed of it. If anyone disagreed with him, he just dismissed it as jealousy, and went on his way. And, of course, if they persisted, he could always plaster on his tough guy act. Unless his cousin was in danger, or in harm's way, Pyro was a big softie. Which didn't at all fit his looks. He was probably 6'4 already, and not done growing. So, yea, a lot of people were scared of him, knowing that his height gave him a big advantage. But, if they ever really got to know Pyro, they would find him to be nothing more than a teddy bear in a grizzly costume.
After homeroom, Pyro headed to his first class, which was chemistry. Being a bit of a nerd, himself, he did pretty well in the class, averaging somewhere around a B plus in the subject. So, he didn't mind the class, and it always seemed to fly by a bit too quickly. As did Calculus, his second subject. He excelled in that class, even though the crunch of sharpening pencils filled his ears, along with the all-too-annoying click of pens. Pyro had yet to get used to his enhanced senses of sight, smell, and sound. He could hear the teacher lecturing his class in the room next-door; he could smell the horrible cafeteria food, that the lunch ladies tried to pass off as a quality meal; if he looked out the window, he could see the exact numbers and letters on the license plate of Blue's Impala, which was all the way across the lot. Of course, it had it's advantages. He could see, hear, and smell anything he needed too, being capable of so much more of the average human. He thought of his abilities as more of a blessing than a curse, as some others viewed them.
These thoughts are what carried him all the way through history, his least favorite subject. As he had a different teacher than Blue and Hanna, he had his finals, which he was distracted from by his thoughts. He ended up having to stay after class for about ten minutes to finish them, actually, which drove him crazy, as he really needed to sit down and have a little talk with his cousin, as well as speak to her boyfriend. Did Landon not realize how much danger he was putting Blue in by dating her? Every wolf knew of the Rabid, including Landon - so why didn't he take more precautions to keep the young girl safe. Pyro knew that he would, if he had a girlfriend at the time. But, of course, he wasn't dumb enough to be dating anyone with the current situation.
After finishing his stupid history final, Pyro headed out of the school, not even bothering to look for Blue or Landon, as he guessed that they were long gone, ready to do whatever it was that Landon had planned. Yes, he had heard that conversation. Pyro had eavesdropped - although, Blue would never know that. Landon probably guessed that he had been listening in, though, by the look on his face. Pyro did this often: shot looks in Landon's direction. Some of it was genuine, as he didn't want the boy putting his cousin in harm's way. But, of course, most of it was just for the fun of torturing the lad. It was absolutely hilarious to see that Landon was afraid of him, when almost everyont knew good and well that he wouldn't hurt a hair on anyone's head. The boy headed over to his car, with a grin on his face because of his thoughts, and leaned against the hood, not really sure of what to do with his day. He realized he had absolutely no plans to carry out, as well as no homework. He just shrugged, pulling out his phone.

[[ Ugh, sorry. Wasn't really sure what to do with Pyro at the end. Bad post. =/
@a v a r i c e.:: I still have Pyro open. c:
@Silversky-:: That sounds really cool. Love the whole idea. :D ]]

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{ @abandoned. and drift: Okay thanks c: I'll post shortly on this post }
{ @silver: I love that idea. great creator of drama and suspense cx }

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The feel of the leaf covered ground beneath thundering paws, the sound of them crunching and birds chirping, the feel of the wind running through her fur as if someone were caressing it. This seemed like the best thing in the world to Catarina. Being able to become a wolf and see not just one perspective anymore brought great excitement and joy to her life. Everything seemed just fine until the once well lite area turned dim, as if something large were blocking out the sun. Stopping in her tracks, she looked around to see she was alone and everything that once showed life had gone away. The birds had stopped their calls, creating a rather eerie silence, the wind had become chilling as it blew and picked up the leaves that littered the ground and the area was darkening like it were slowly being sucked into an abyss. Catarina felt her heart race at the sudden chance in surrounding. Just when she thought it could get any worse, a voice broke through the silence. It wasn't familiar but the tone was urgent and told her to run. From what she wondered and didn't know but after her hesitation, she bolted. Something was following her and with each step she took, it seemed to grow closer. Thinking that she was escaping whatever it was, the wolf made one mistake that could prove deadly. She stopped her running, turned her head to look behind her and when she turned back to face the terrain before her, a dark figure shot out and in a split second everything went dark.

Startled by her dream, Catarina woke up and instinctively brought herself into a sitting position, with a sharp gasp escaping her. She frantically looked around, as she tried to catch her breath, to see the four walls of her bedroom. She wondered what that dream was all about but in the end, after much contemplation, she figured out that the Elder's telling of something murderer being out there was making her paranoid. Why? She didn't know seeing this thing, was hunting humans. Maybe she was just recollecting the time she was a human? No it didn't make sense, she wasn't human in this dream to begin with. She cleared her mind of this dream, as it wasn't worth remembering. It was a dream after all, right? Catarina looked to the bedside table, taking her phone into her hand, to see what time it was. Much too early for her liking, if she didn't get up now it was very likely being late for school was in her future. With a sigh, she pushed the covers from her body and went to the bathroom, doing the basics to prep herself for the day.

Thirty minutes passed before Catarina finally arrived from behind the door back into her room where she looked through her closet for something to wear for the day. The lack of interest was apparent by the way she shifted through the hangers. Pulling something out she threw it on the bed before getting dressed and returning to the bathroom to straighten her hair. This took a few minutes but time was added to this as she applied eyeliner and shadow so she wouldn't look rather plain. Finally content with her physical appearance, Catarina heading back to her room, putting on black suede wedges and ending down stairs to get something quick to eat. It was never a big surprise to her that both her parent's were still asleep, being they her mother was a stay-at-home parent and her father worked night hours and spent most of his day sleeping and sometime, if not finishing up work from home, spending time with his family. It was a pretty decent life for Catarina as she didn't have to worry too much of her parent's pestering her about school, her social life or her habits. Sticking a slice of bread into the toaster, she waited for it to signal its readiness and headed out to the living room, grabbing the car keys, and headed outside to the car, the toasted bread in her jaws as she started the car and drove off. Most would question her method of driving and eating, but to Catarina it really didn't matter. Many people did this when they needed to go somewhere in a rush.

Arriving to the school parking lot, she parked the car and stepped out, heading into the school building and heading to homeroom. Once homeroom ended she headed off to first class and sat through a lecture from her English teacher that was quite boring and uninteresting. Finally it ended and she didn't waste a single moment to get out and into the hallways towards her locker. It never crossed her mind where Elias was. Normal girlfriends would sometimes go all hunter on their boyfriend or wait for them to approach. Catarina was different. The only thing that mattered was getting school done with for the day and seeing Elias later afterwards, if he didn't find a way to bug her with his antics. You could say their relationship was quite complicated, which was very true. At the sound of the next bell, history was all that popped into her mind. The deep lying stories of how a place came to be, the information teacher's tried to cram into your head about the founders of things, everything that slightly interested Catarina. Most may find history to be just something in the past that was rather boring to hear about but to her, it brought a new found respect for everything that was in this world to this very day. Once second class went, third class came soon after and lastly fourth. Honor's Chemistry and Pre-Calculus never found a true calling with her. Both were rather boring and often left her with a headache.

Departing from the school building, she made her way towards her car but her attention was draw to a familiar, rather tall, guy. Upon closer glance, Catarina recognized him to be of the pack. What was his name though. She searched through her mind and finally picked it out of her many guesses with name's starting with 'P'. She made her way, gradually, over towards Pyro before stopping just a couple feet from him and the car. "You're always eyeballing your phone whenever I see you around." Her Italian accent was always prominent in her speech no matter what it were. Anger, sadness, happiness or plan boredom. No matter what the mood or situation Catarina was in, that accent always followed. She couldn't help but find the situation before her, about Pyro, quite amusing. She probably always came at the wrong times or just had the best luck yet. Whatever the chance was, it never surprised Catarina to see Pyro like this.

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To be completely honest the thought of not even coming to school had passed through his mind. But once he remembered that he would be seeing Blue he decided to get up and get to school. Sure he was late, it wasn’t the first time he would be late as well, not that it matter all too much. It just meant that he wouldn’t be able to hang around Blue and some of his friends as much as he normally would. Sniffing a little a small smile appeared on his when he got the reaction out of Blue that he was hoping he would get. Shortly afterwards he tilted his head down and gently kissed her forehead, wrapping an arm around her waist just for the heck of it. He didn’t want to let her go after what he had been seeing in his dreams, the nightmares of losing her. When he saw her today, standing next to her car he was just glad that she was here, not 10 feet under the ground. Yes the thought had crossed him but he didn’t want to think about what could happen to her, he wouldn’t let anything happen to her, it was his promise when they first started dating. That and the fact that if he hurt Blue he knew that he would have to deal with Pyro, something he wasn’t really up to.

Keeping his arm around her waist he closed his eyes for a few seconds, listening to all the sounds and taking in all the smells. Really some could easily get blown away by some of the smells but it took a little time before you actually got used to them. Looking down at Blue as she kissed him again a small cheeky smile appeared on his face and as she kissed him he managed to duck his head and kiss her for a few more seconds. Only his attention was averted a little time after when he saw that Pyro was standing off to the side. Out of the corner of his eye he noted the small device in his hand, in curiosity he raised an eyebrow at him before looking back towards Blue, a small laugh escaping him as he thought about what had happened. He could only guess but sure it had happened before a few times and now he only just shook his head at Blue’s actions. Shifting his weight from leg to leg he smiled pretending to think for a few minutes, “Well I have a surprise for you, just make sure macho man doesn’t keep you busy.” Landon muttered jokingly towards Blue. He knew that Pyro could of possibly heard him but he didn’t worry that much since he was only messing around with the both of them, referring to Pyro as Macho man. Sure he rarely did it but he couldn’t help it this time, when the guy wanted to be he could be intimidating and Landon knew that he was perfectly capable of doing several things to people who annoyed the bird brains out of him.



Yeah, I’ve done it before
And I can do it some more



As their time seemed to be ticking down on the clock he could only enjoy the minutes he was spending with her at the time being. He would take her out into the forest for the surprise, sure it was dangerous but he wouldn’t leave her side while they were out there. Every one of the wolves knew of the Rabid that had been suspected to kill some of the girls of the town, his heart went out to their loved ones and so on. The thought of losing Blue was out of the question, he’d do anything to her, no matter what, he would protect her with his life and he wouldn’t think twice about it. “Just you and me, I’ll take you to a little spot I found when I was out in the woods” he whispered not caring if anyone had heard him, he really only intended for Blue to know but he didn’t specifically care if anyone else heard. Not like he was trying to hide it as a secret or anything. Time really just seemed to fly by and before he noticed another kiss was being placed on his lips, snapping his attention back to the owner of the lips he smiled a little before frowning, was he that late?

“Can’t I have you for a few minutes longer?” he asked knowing it was most likely pointless. He would have to go off to homeroom as well, oddly enough he had the same homeroom as Pyro. Blinking a little he quickly kissed her on the lips before watching her leave towards the interior of the building. He was glad he would be able to spend the afternoon with her, especially if he got any homework since he knew that she would be his excuse for not doing any homework, not that it matter all that much. Sighing he ran a hand through his hair before heading up to the building himself, he wasn’t really looking forward to school since he didn’t have any classes with Blue today but tomorrow he had a few classes with her. Shrugging her moved into the halls before turning into homeroom, the same one that Pyro was in. Sure sometimes it was a blessing but other times it was a complete curse, not that he would argue at all since he was perfectly fine using his senses to try and figure out what mixture of food the lunch ladies were mixing up. Sitting down he took in a deep breath and closed his eyes, listening to every sound and sniffing every smell that seemed to be floating around the surrounding rooms. Once you got used to it, it was actually quite handy, very useful when you were trying to eavesdrop on someone, not that it mattered that much when you were in a house full of werewolves but still, in other situations it was quite useful.





I’ve got my eye on the score
I’m gonna cut through the floor



As homeroom finished Landon started to head out towards the hallways, going to his locker and spinning in the combination before digging around for the books he needed for the day’s lessons. He had Math first up, sure he normally paid attention to what the teacher was saying. Except today he was a little distraction, the thoughts of the Rabid and the murders all clouding his judgement, probably the reason why he was trying to spend so much time with Blue. He was worried about her, no matter what he wouldn’t stop worrying about her until he knew that she was completely safe. Sighing as he heard what the teacher was saying he looked down at the work he was meant to do, really it didn’t make much sense to him. Numbers and letters that were all too confusing when you added them together along with all the ridiculous formulas and what not. He was terrible at maths but somehow he still got pass it, barely. Shortly afterwards he was heading towards chemistry, a subject he luckily shared with Blue. Halfway through the lesson he just got to bored for his own good and ended up texting her ‘I think we have a chemistry test coming up soon’, placing his phone back in his back pocket he looked down at his opened book. Listening to what was going on around him and around the halls, really he was glad that he was one of the guys who could multitask, otherwise he would be slow at almost everything.

After chemistry he had history, he liked history but sometimes all the dates got a little confusing. Landon was never one for remembering everything else, but he always remembered everything that was important to him. School wasn’t that important but he was alright with remembering everything related to Blue, or the wolves. Really everything had a rank, important at the top and unimportant at the end. As the last bell for the day rung he was out of the building like a fly on fire, not that it would probably ever happen but you get the point. He had ditched his last lesson for the day since some of his senses were over welling him a little. The reason why he didn’t want to risk the chance of actually shifting in front of anyone at school, that would be disastrous if anything along the lines of shifting happened in a public place. He had to keep everything under control, in the state he was in now he was only trying to calm down and make sure he didn’t do anything that was rash. If anything happened to peak his emotions – in a bad way – he would probably lose control over it, and he didn’t want that to happen at the moment. As he took deep breaths while leaning against the side of his car he thought about just going back towards the cabin and letting everything lose but he couldn’t do that to Blue. He couldn’t leave her here alone.



It’s too late, it’s too soon
Or is it tick, tick, tick, tick, tick



As some students started to vacate the school he noted that Pyro and Catarina were talking over near his car. Sure he could hear what they were saying but he was trying his best to ignore everything that they were talking about. He would just have to wait until Blue got here before he could take her out to the little surprise that he had planned for the last few days. Earlier today when he had ditched his last subject he simply threw his bag into the back seat of his car, trying to get them out of view while he calmed down. Running a hand through his hair he looked up at the doorway of the building before spotting her, a small smile forming on his face. “Blue!” he called walking over towards her. Giving her a small quick kiss on the lips he smiled at her before wrapping an arm around her waist. Glancing around the car park he looked at Pyro before looking back to Blue. “Tell me Blue, you want to get out of here?” he asked smiling a little as he talked to her.


Tick, tick, boom?

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K A Y L A

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Imagine running through the forest with not a care in the world. Just the feeling of being free, free from the expectations of other, their judgement and comments, just free to be yourself no matter what happened. At the moment Kayla felt free, her parents were out of town at the moment and her younger brother was over at a friend’s place. These days the 7 year old had too much energy for his own good, but he was a sweet boy no matter what he did, even if it was putting a nail on the teacher’s chair. Good intentions, just he wasn’t very good at putting them into action. Actions speak louder than words in her opinion. Turning over in the bed she was in she leaned down on her pillow before frowning a little, the sun was up and shining on the mirror near her door. An obvious sign that it was morning, after a few minutes of just lying there it finally clicked that it was morning and she was late. Very late indeed, watching the clock tick away she quickly moved out of bed. Searching around for some of her clean clothes before going and grabbing a few essentials then heading towards the bathroom, making sure to grab some shampoo and conditioner on her way. Sleepiness still taking it’s effect, she was always slow at trying to wake up. Especially when, she had stayed up trying to finish off some of the homework that she had forgotten.

After the quick shower she ran a hand through her dark wet hair before grabbing a spare towel and wrapping it around her hair, an attempt to try and dry her hair off faster. Though it probably wasn’t going to dry in time she knew that sooner or later it would dry, so she would just have to deal with it now. Quickly putting a pair of skinny jeans on, accompanied by a white shirt and her jacket she started to make her way down the stairs while trying to tie her shoe on. Really it surprised her that she had such good balance, normally she would be halfway down the stairs when she tripped or something else along those lines. Not that it mattered at the moment since it meant that her balance had gotten better, a bonus in her mind since she used to be as clumsy as a clown. As she came to the last step she stopped to finish doing up her shoe lace before heading over towards the kitchen. Kayla was taught the old fashioned way, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, eat it or don’t eat it. Looking over at the fruit bowl she picked up an apple before taking a bite out of it, smiling a little at how yummy it was. Normally she didn’t eat Apples in the morning but at this moment in time she was and it didn’t matter to her since she was already running late.




Yeah, I’ve done it before
And I can do it some more



After a few minutes the apple was in the bin and she was already on her way down the pathway, towards her car. The fact that it was close was a bonus, at least today she didn’t have to pick up her little brother, or drop him off at school. Otherwise things would be a little more complicated, more rushed. Running a hand through her semi-dry hair she bit her lip as she pressed the small button on the remote to unlock her car. Opening the back door she placed her small backpack in before closing the door to the Camaro and getting into the driver’s side. Making sure that she had everything she needed before she started to drive towards school. She might as well leave her hair down since there wasn’t much she could do to it at this point in time, not that it would matter since it still needed to dry a little. For a split second she thought she was going over the speed limit but smiled when she realised that she wasn’t. If something happened to her then her parents would give her an ear full. You can’t hide anything from them unless they are out of town which is a good thing in her in this case.

A small smile formed on her face as she spotted the school parking lot. The parking lot looked absolutely full and she started to wonder if she would be able to find a spot. She always did though, even if it was the far away from the school building itself, it was still a parking lot no matter what. Carefully driving through the maze of cars she looked for a small park for the car she was driving. Smiling when she found one in between a few old looking cars, they were in good condition though. It always fascinated her how such old things could be in such neat condition when they have stayed in one piece through so many years and events. Reaching back over to the back seat she pulled her back pack over before turning the car off and heading off towards the school building. Locking the car behind her just in case anything happened to it. The town was fairly small in her opinion, a good size small, it made it a little homier. It was better than the big city, she could still remember some of the sounds from when she was a little girl and still living in the city. She preferred the country now that she thought about it, the scenery, the lush forests. They were beautiful, fun to draw as well, not to mention she could simply just go for a walk down through the forest. Sure she had heard the stories of the girls and everything but she was always careful when she went through the woods, Tiger was always with her. The trustful dog she had, had since she was a small child.




I’ve got my eye on the score
I’m gonna cut through the floor



The classes went by quiet quickly. To be truthful she was surprised that they seemed to fly by, history was a little interesting as always. Calculus wasn’t her strong point either but she managed to do alright in the sense that she still seemed to pass the grade. As the final bell went she slowly made her way outside, thinking a little as she walked towards her car. Searching for her keys in her bag as she did so. Only she hoped she didn’t run into anyone since she wasn’t really paying attention to anyone. She didn’t know that she had been able to fit this much stuff in her bag, apart from the books and everything that she needed to do for homework she was surprised that there was enough room for everything else with all the books in her bag. “Where did I put those keys” she asked looking through her bag.



Tick, tick, boom?

[- drift.]

“I never said it was your fault.” » вℓυє к. яσѕѕ « “I just said I was blaming you.”

“Give you this, Give you that.
Blow a kiss, take it back.
If I look inside your brain..
I would find lots of things,
clothes, shoes, diamond rings;
Stuff that's driving me insane!
You could be pre-occupied,
different date every night.
You just gotta say the word.
But you're not into them at all,
you just want material.
I should know, because I've heard..
When girls say..”
“I want, I want, I want.
But that's crazy!
I want, I want, I want.
But that's not me!
I want, I want, I want..
to be loved by you.
You've got everything you need,
but you want accessories,
got to hold it in your hand.
I could give the world to you,
I bet you wouldn't have a clue.
Don't you know that I can't stand!
When girls say..”

"Well I have a surprise for you, just make sure macho man doesn’t keep you busy." Blue had smirked incredulously at this comment, glancing in Pyro's direction as he disappeared into the school building. She knew how tough and menacing her older cousin seemed to the majority of the school, when really he was a big sfotie - alot softer than her, actually. She just rolled her eyes, looking back to Landon with a nod. "Don't worry about Pyro." Was all she said, with a small shrug of her shoulders. Thinking, she looked up at Pyro, feeling a bit like one of those cliche couples with the tall guy, and hte short girl, who always had to stand on the tips of her toes to kiss him. She didn't like the feeling of being one of those little cutesy couples, but she didn't let it bother her. "What kind of surprise?" She asked, after a momen't hesitation, lifting a brow. At his answer: "Just you and me, I’ll take you to a little spot I found when I was out in the woods." Her smile widened, and she glanced at her cousin. "Mister macho man will not be too happy about that." She said, feeling a bit of satisfaction from rebelling against her cousin's rules.
This was, of course, before she realized she was late for class, and had to rush off to the building. She felt the touch of his lips against hers before she left, and smiled underneath the kiss, now all too eager for the day to end. "Can’t I have you for a few minutes longer?" Blue turned back with a large smiled, shaking her head. She would give anything to spend at least a few more minutes with Landon. But, of course, this was the day of her History final. So, she gave him a small shake of her head. "Sorry, have a final." She said, feeling as if that was a lame excuse. It wasn't like she would pass it anyway. "But after school, I'm all yours." She added, before she turned around and headed through the doors.
As already said, her day trudged along, the only class she actually enjoyed being chemistry, as she had it with Landon. They sat across the room from each other, so they couldn't exactly talk all the way through class - which they would, if they could. But, luckily, she always had her phone with her. She felt a buzz in her back pocket, and the there was a small vibrating sound as the moving iPhone rubbed against the metal of her seat. Thankfully, their teacher was too engrossed in her all-too-boring lesson to pay the noise any mind. So, she pulled out her cell phone, smiling as Landon's name popped up on the screen. But, of course, his message made the smile fade a bit. Gah, I know. I'll probably flunk this one, too. She typed back, with a small shrug. And, of course, this texting went on for practically the entire class period.
After all of her classes had finally ended - in what seemed like a thousand years later - Blue headed out of the school, feeling like she could skip through the parking lot, as she was excited about Landon's surprise - although she would never be seen skipping in public; gah, it was too cutesy. She headed from the school doors, tossing her own bag of homework and books into the backseat of the Impala, before she heard her name being called. She turned on her heel, a smile creeping its way onto the edges of her face as she saw Landon heading over towards her. She smiled underneath the quick kiss he gave her feeling his arm wrap around her waist. She glanced over to Pyro's car, and her mouth gaped open a bit as she saw her cousin actually talking to someone else. And a girl, at that. She stared at them in disbelief for a few moments, hearing Landon's words beside her, but not really letting them connect with her mind until a few seconds afterwards. "Tell me Blue, you want to get out of here?" The girl smiled, flicking a few of her bangs out of her eyes as she looked up at him with a nod. She really didn't even have to answer that question, as it was a dumb one, and her answer was blatently obvious. "Of course." She spoke anyway, wondering what exactly he had in mind. What kind of spot had he found in the forest?
Oh, she could just see the look on Pyro's face when he called to ask where she was, and she told him that she had been in the forest with Landon. She smiled, just imagining it. For some reason, going against the law layed down by her cousin gave her a thrill - so she did it as often as she could. He told her to go one place, she went another; he told her to do this, she did that. It was sort of like a little game that the two of them played, bickering silently back and forth, with Blue usually coming out on top. When was he going to learn that he wasn't her father? He couldn't keeped her locked up and safe from the world; she was eighteen, and coulod take care of herself. And she was pretty sure that if any danger did come their way, Landon would be able to take care of it.

“My goal is to live forever.” » ρуяσ я. ℓσνєтт « “So far, so good!”

“Circles,
We're going in circles.
Dizzy's all it makes us.
We know where it takes us;
we've been before.
Closer,
Maybe lookin' closer,
there's more to discover.
Find out what went wrong,
without blaming each other.
Think that we got more time.
When we're falling behind.
Gotta make up our minds.”
“Wake up,
we both need to wake up.
Maybe if we face up,
to this,
we can make it through this.
Closer,
maybe we'll be closer.
Stronger than we were,
before, yeah.
Make this soemthing more, yeah.
Think that we got more time.
When we're falling behind.
Gotta make up our minds.”

"You're always eyeballing your phone whenever I see you around." Pyro had heard the rythmic tapping of footsteps heading in his direction, and smiled softly as he realized the girl beginning to speak to him was another wolf. At her words, he couldn't help but give an innocent shrug, glad to have an excuse to drop the whole macho, bad-boy attitude. He seemed to have to plaster on that tough-guy mask whenever something with Blue came up, and he was always eager to drop it, and turn back to his normal, loveable self. He switched off his blackberry, sliding it back into the pocket of his jeans, glancing at Blue and Landon as they entered the parking lot. Of course, he was as tempted as ever to eavesdrop on their conversation, but he decided against it. Of course, he had heard Landon's little "Macho Man" comment earlier in the day, but had shrugged it off. If Landon didn't happen to be dating his cousin, the he wouldn't have to be such a "Macho Man" now would he? If Blue was safe, he wouldn't have to worry about much of anything, as he wasn't dumb enough to have a human girlfriend of his own like some of the other wolves.
Flicking his bangs out of his eyes, Pyro made an attempt to move his focus away from his cousin, and to the girl in front of him, who had actually begun a conversation with him. Most of the otehr wolves really didn't speak to him much - or Blue, for that matter - because they were afraid of him. But, like I said before, teddy bear in a grizzly costume. He might look like he could squash his enemies like flies - and in all honesty, he could - but he wouldn't. Unless something dragged Blue into trouble, then he didn't bother with it, and usually tried to be as friendly as possible. The fact that another wolf was actually conversing with him at this point - let alone a girl - was a bit unfathomable. So, at first, he just kind of looked at her, blocking out Landon and Blue's conversation, wondering why it was she had chosen him out of all the other people in the parking lot. Well, he supposed that the two of them could kinda relate, since they were wolves, and all. So, he stuck his hands in his pockets, with a small sheepish smile - although he wasn't nervous in the least, he just always smiled that way, out of habit - and gave another small shrug. "Yea, well, responsabilities, y'know." He said, flicking his gaze to Blue, implying to Catarina that she was his so-called "responsability." As he did so, he happened to catch the end of Landon's words. "-you want to get out of here?" He shook his head, telling himself a few times in his head that it was nothing. They were just going to.. get coffee. Or, catch a movie. But, he knew pretty well that those weren't the boy's intentions. Blinking a few times, forcing himself not to head over to the two of them, Pyro looked back at the girl in front of him, trying to remember if he had seen her before. It was obvious from the pleasant scent that clung to her that she was a wolf, but he couldn't remember if the two of them had ever even conversed before. But, wolves didn't really have to know each other personally for them to be able to talk. Pyro had always felt like they were all connected in some kind of weird way - whether they wanted to be or not.
Trying to get Blue and Landon off of his mind, he distracted himself by talking to Catarina again. "So, you uhh, got any plans?" He asked, pretending to be nervous with the girl as he usually did when he first began speaking to them. Pyro was an actor, that's the first thing you have to learn about him. If the situation calls for a tough-guy, he'll act like one - or become one, if a certain cousin could be harmed. If there's a time when someone needs to be cheered up, he'll turn into the most sensitive and understanding guy in the world, listening to every word the say. He's a people-pleaser, for lack of a better word. So, he knew that right now, coming off as suave and smooth wasn't really his mood. So he went for the ordinary guy approach with her, being a bit nervous. "Cause I could go for some coffee." He added, with a bit of a smirk. Okay, so maybe he couldn't help being just a little smooth-talking. He glanced at his car, then back to the girl. "I'll give you a ride, if you're up for it." He told her, opening one of the back doors, and tossing a few of his books into the backseat, along with his jacket - which he had grown a bit too hot for. After slamming the door shut, he turned back to look at her, hoping to get away from his cousin and her boyfriend, before his temptation to rain on their little parade overcame him. So, he willed the girl to agree to go with him - at least to keep his mind off of other things. Thankfully, he hadn't overheard the part of their conversation that morning about going into the woods - or he sure as hell would have back-handed the idiot who was bound and determined to get his little cousin killed. She wiped his brow, a bead of sweat on his hand that he didn't even realize had been on his face. Not willing to wait on the girl to reply to him any longer - as he was too distracted by the voices across the asphalt, he walked around to the direver's side of the car, and slid into the front seat, closing it behind him. He cranked up his mustang's engine, smiling as he heard the familiar purr of his beloved car. He leaned back out the window, raising his eyebrows at the girl. "Well?"

[[ I am so, so sorry for this post, you guys. I'm stuck on mobile all day today, and tomorrow, and I didn't want to leave you guys hanging, so I attempted a post from my phone. And, failed at it. But, here it is anyway. =/ ]]

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Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a d-mn about the family you come from?
No giving up when you're young and you want some

Running around again
Running for running

Waking up
In the midday sun
What's to live for?
You could see what I've done
Staring at emotion
In the light of day
I was running
From the things that you'd say

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.


Running around again
Running for running


I was a boy
At an open door
Why you staring
Do you still think that you know?
Looking for treasure
In the things that you threw
Like a magpie
I live for glitter, not you

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.



Now I'm sitting alone
I'm finally looking around
Left here on my own
I'm gonna hurt myself
Maybe losing my mind
I'm still wondering why
Had to let the world let it bleed dry

We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden

Note
Note's mind mind was flitting around, thinking about all the things he was to do this morning. He had jogged into the school, wanting desperately to get to his locker with time to spare so he could chat with a girl he called Anastesia.
The girl was one of his only friends in the town, because of his constant flip flopping of living spaces. Yet, Anastesia and him stayed close since their seventh grade dance. The story is old, but good and Note tells it whenever he gets the chance.
They really did click immediately, the power of horrid music bringing them together and making them fast friends.
They had a ton in common, they were both in need of a good friend, and the both of them just happened to be sitting on the same set of bleachers during the dance, a crappy hip-hop song giving him a head ache. They had both edged closer to one another, and after about ten minutes they were ranting about the music choice, talking about their homes, and learning that they weren't destined to be alone through all of the torturing years of middle school.
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The formally dressed boy was quickly notified of his friend's presence when he heard the metallic 'clank' of her arm resting on the locker next to his. He quickly gathered the books he needed, determined to save his last few minutes of free-time talking to his friend. Sure, they had their next four classes and lunch together, but when you're outside, in the hall, it makes you feel a bit better about talking. Not to mention, the hallway is where he used his outside voice. Only because they could, of course.
When he heard her usual greeting, a smile spread across his lips and he plopped his last text book, history, into his brown leather satchel. Note then closed the bag, and finally his locker, when he allowed himself to look over at his petite friend.
Her red hair was, as usual, perfect in every which way.
"Hello there, my red haired companion."He stated in a mock-super hero way, putting one hand on her shoulder, the other on his hip and givign her one of his 'dashing' smiles.
He loved her hair almost as much as he loved the girl herself. In a sisterly way, of course. To be honest, at this point in time, Note really couldn't see himself dating anybody, much less his best friend of five years. I mean, don't get him wrong, she's a very beautiful girl and she loves everything he does, but stress from his family being pushed onto him was outweighing what he really needed to focus on, which was himself. He had been calling his mother every day now, even though the life with her was over. He just couldn't allow himself to leave her hanging, let her rot at home when he wasn't there to tell her to bathe, or to do the grocery shopping.
The whole situation was just daunting.
Not to mention his lovely friend's troublesome home life. Her mother was dead and gone, an unfair subtraction to the family that should have never happened. And now her step-father was just a shell of a man.. Both of them had pretty screwed up lives. It wasn't fair what was happening to either of them, and what hurt most in Note's eyes, was that he could't do anything about it.
It sucked to know that his friend was probably hurting from all of this, and he couldn't fix anything about it.

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He shook his head a bit, relinquishing his thoughts when he heard Anastesia start to speak. He frowned a bit at the first part of her offer. He still wasn't sure why she was moving in with the teenagers that lived in the forest. It seemed much too strange to him, and her hazy explanations seemed to change every time she told them.
Yet, he did trust her, and if he decided not to agree with her judgement after five years now, what kind of gentlemanly friend would he be? So, he replaced his worry with congratulatory feelings, then smiled widely at the rest of the proposition offered to him. The girl knew him all too well. Note was a large advocate and fan of video games. Not to mention pizza. And terrible movies. Finally, mix that with his best friend, hell, he would be in heaven.
He gave a large nod of agreement, then decided he should use his big-boy words instead of body movements.
"Well, of course." He said with a wink. "You've given me an offer so amazing I could never resist." He smirked, then turned on his heel. The bell was going to ring soon, and they may as well get going.
"I think that we should throw in a camp out, though. Behind your house, right after bad movies. I'll bring that fuzzy blanket that my dad keeps in his room, a jar of nutella, and Paranormal Activity two if you say yeeEes."He mused, tilting his head to the side and giving her a large grin, displaying his teeth and raising his eyebrows.

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Of course he remembered their camp outs. When they were in seventh and eighth grade summers the little over nights were weekly. They would get their gameboys, occasionally a cordless radio, and just talk the night away in the cramped little tent they bought together from mowing the neighbor's lawns.
The times they spent in that tent were some of his favorites. The times when they could just simply… talk. Without worry that their parents would barge in at any moment, no rules to abide as long as they kept their voices down to a quiet level.
It was a place of confession, too. Where they talked about Anastesia's grievances with her father, his unfair judgements and assumptions. It was where he told her about his mother's issues, and the real reason he was staying in Paradise Falls for the two grades they became closest in.
Every night they spent in that tent was a priceless memory to Note, and he wanted to relive it. They hadn't had a good, old fashioned camp out in over a year, and he missed to terribly. So, why not on the last day before she has to leave for the woods and they can't stay in her back yard any longer? He thought the idea was almost as good as hers, and combine it all together, BAM. It was just a fantastic night they had planned.