.:Stereotype High:. [Status: Accepting~]*Semi-lit*

[Emi Undead]

Paxton smirked and sat down. "Whats up?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck as thoughts of only a few hours ago ran through his head.

[Emi Undead]

[I gotta go. Stupid Exams tomorrow Dx.... Again, No more then [u]Three-Four pages[u] when I'm offline..]

[MollySue]

"Tired as heck." Luna smiled at him. "Whats up with you?"

[Quackzilla!]

Evangeline smirked to Hyland; she knew she wasn't the best liar, and Hyland completely wrote her lie off. She laughed as he spoke of drugs, and put her thumb and index finger together, pretending to smoke a joint. "Yah man, that [censored] was soooo dope." Eve giggled; she did a fairly good impression. But Hyland spoke of her past, and her care-freeness faded. She did trust him, but what if it was all an act? She pulled her knees to her chest and shook her head, managing a small, forced, and feeble smile. "If I told you, I'd have to kill you..."

(( OOC: Goodnight, emi <3 ))

[grim.]

✗Hyland Joel Blade✗
♫ "I'll be coming home,
Just to be alone.
Cause I know youre not there,
And I know that you dont care." ♫

I allowed myself a small chuckle. "Eve it's alright. I'm not gonna spill to anyone. If someone gets the info from me- and they won't- they'da had to brain wash me, torture me, and read my mind." I paused. "Besides. I'll tell if you tell, my past ain't pretty, but then again these days no one's past is pretty. Unless your Angela." I shrugged, which was hard to do sprawled on the couch as I was. I returned my eyes to the ceiling then tilted my head to the side so I could look at Eve. My hair actually moved for once, revealing my eyes, which were full of trust, yet joking at the same time. "You can trust me..."

♫ "No matter how hard I try,
You're never satisfied.
This is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone." ♫

[Quackzilla!]

Evangeline listened carefully to Hyland and sighed, pushing her pigtails back from her face. She glanced to the boy, hoping to hide the evident fear in her eyes, when she saw something odd. His eyes weren't hidden by his hair. Blinking a moment, she felt something, looking into his eyes; a heat, the same heat she felt when she was going to tell Shawn her story. Digging up memories, Eve looked to Hyland. "You're right...it's not a pretty story."

"Well, I guess I should start at the orphanage. My biological parents - God knows where they are - left me on the stoop. Apparently, a card was tucked in the blanket, and it simply said 'Evangeline'." Eve bit her lip; it was all flooding back. She didn't even care that Hyland knew her true, full name. "So, I was raised there. The headmistress made me 'into a lady'; basically, reading and writing and playing piano until I was sore all over. She wouldn't allow me to sing, and I was more a doll than human."

"Then, 'Dad' came along. Made up some bullsh*t story about his 'wife' dying, just so the headmistress felt bad enough to let him adopt me. But, as soon as he took me from the orphanage, he r-...he...h-he..." Evangeline bit her lip, and now the tears came, running down her cheeks. "He raped me. Abused me. Starved me. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to find a hobby to avoid it. I devoted myself to schoolwork, and I was labled a nerd. So I starved myself...tried to dye my hair..." She held a lock of orange-pink hair and cried out, tears flooding her pale face. As if defeated, she buried her head in her knees, sobbing terribly.

[grim.]

✗Hyland Joel Blade✗
♫ "I'll be coming home,
Just to be alone.
Cause I know youre not there,
And I know that you dont care." ♫

I bit my lip, hard. Great. Now I feel terrible, I thought, mentally kicking myself. I thought of trying to comfort Eve, but I was terrible at comforting people. Angela had told me. After her boyfriend dumped her, she was pretty upset and I'd tried to comfort her. Apparently I'd been so terrible at comforting her it had been funny. I nibbled the inside of my cheek. Finally; "[censored], my story is prettier than yours."

I rolled off the couch and walked over the Eve, slowly, like I was approaching a wounded animal that would attack if I moved to quickly. I sat next to her and wrapped one arm over her shoulders. "Eve... it's okay. He's not going to hurt you anymore." Even to me my voice sounded unsure. Hell, I didn't know if her 'dad' was alive or dead. Mine was dead, and all I could think was 'good riddance, don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out'.

♫ "No matter how hard I try,
You're never satisfied.
This is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone." ♫

[Bast-et]

Of all the new people Kathleen had met at the school, Kat was the best. She didn't seem to have quite as much baggage as the rest of the kids at school seemed to be lugging around. She had heard gossip of child abuse, suicide (shudder), parental death, and just about everyother dark past imaginable. Kathleen was just starting to realize why people were constantly at the snapping point here, and why the tension in the hallways was so tight. Kat was Kathleen's ray of sunshine in the dark clouds of depression. So with a lighter mind than yesterday, Kathleen headed over to kays house and knocked on the front door.

[Quackzilla!]

Evangeline shuddered in a heap on the couch, whimpering slightly. When she felt Hyland's arm around her, she flinched, but nestled slightly into him. When he spoke, she shook her head; the only indication she had was her pigtails jumbling around. "But h-he still can. At b-best, it's been six m-months since I-I've left. H-He's probably hu-hu-hunting me down." She whimpered once more, then peered to Hyland with teary eyes. She realized how dumb she must look, curled up and whimpering. It reminded her of the creatures from a video game. "And...s-sorry for sounding l-like a w-witch from 'Left 4 Dead'..."

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: Yay for Eve's gamer-nerdiness! x3 ))