The House of Night (Is accepting)

[fan_fic_freak]

Emily waved to her brothers as their car went off around the corner. She grimaced at how awful she felt. She trudged back to school, seeing how long it would be before she felt so terrible that she took off running for the school grounds.
It took about 3 minutes. With a huge wave of dizziness, she started sprinting to the school, and reached it within seconds. Gasping, she leaned against a classroom wall. Something inside her was telling her to stop pushing it so much that she almost passed out. The other part of her just wanted out of here. To be normal, and back with her friends. Strike that, just to have friends. Her old ones no longer liked her, no one at the school had really made an effort to befriend her. "Almost three weeks now...and I can't seem to be social." she thought. Well, at least Neferet let her out of school for today to be with her brothers. They were the most she had.
She set off to wander the halls, close to the music rooms. If she was lucky, and one of them was empty, maybe she could play piano; something that always seemed to make her feel better when she was down.

[Rose.]

{ Can I please have a re-cap? >< }

[Rhiannon_Lestat]

((The students have just started classes, not that much else.))

[Rhiannon_Lestat]

Damien looked over at Jack as he scribed down a couple of notes. He wondered if he would be caught if he attempted passing a note to the younger boy. Sliding a paper out from under the page he was writing on, he wrote a quick, "What are you doing later?" He accidentally dropped it to the side where Jack was sitting. The great thing about High School desks, passing notes was easy. He couldn't bend over to pick anything up on that side, meaning Jack would probably do it for him.
Yes, the person who'd invented these was a genius.

[fan_fic_freak]

Emily was glad that she didn't have to go to class today, but she missed the security of being surrounded by people. She wandered aimlessly down a hallway and sat next to a door to a class room. She ran her fingers through her hair, sighing deeply. She needed to get a life inside this school so she didn't spend every moment thinking about getting away from here. Maybe friends or something. Someone she enjoyed being around and hanging out with. Someone real, not the imaginary friends she told her brothers that she had so that they wouldn't worry about her. She groaned at the prospect of finding someone who wouldn't judge her, and would--maybe--even be a little like her? She put her face in her hands. Well, that person would also have to deal with her...issues. People didn't always warm up to her when she brought up how mentally unstable she was. It's not like she was always like that, it's just that they needed to know because her medication sometimes didn't work. Lovely, she knew. And she also knew that she was going to need to find just about the most open person in the school to be her friend.

[Rhiannon_Lestat]

((Poke. -.-))

[DarkMelody303]

Akira crumpled the note and moved his fingers like waves. When he opened his fist again, the note was in ribbons. "Class, i will be stepping out for a moment... I would like you all to work on something, practice music pieces you are studying and so on. If there is a disturbance, detention... You have been warned." He crimson gaze drifted over the students until he had looked everyone in the eyes before he stepped out into the hallway. Closing the door behind him, Akira could still hear the feint sounds of chairs being moved and people walking about. Apparently he was needed in the staff room, something about helping a new student with getting to grips with their new school. A name had not been given, to be saved for a proper introduction, but Akira knew they were going to be odd. He passed down a hallway and caught a glimpse of a girl sitting on the ground. Walking silently to her side he remained standing for a few seconds before squatting down to her level, "Are you all right?Where are you supposed to be little miss??" He kept his soft tone, hoping not to scare her if she was new but still kept some authority in it.

[fan_fic_freak]

Emily looked up, then looked up and down the hallway. She pointed at herself. "Me?" She got up, looking around shyly. "Am I in trouble?" She wondered if she was showing signs of having been away from campus and adult vamps for almost too long. Were there even signs she could show? Emily rubbed her palms on the sides of her jeans nervously.

[DarkMelody303]

Akira's face softened at the girl's obvious nervousness, "You are in no trouble, I was simply seeing if you were all right and if you need my assistance." He lifted his right hand over his heart and bowed a little, "I am the music and literature teacher here. Please, if you will, are you new here? And what is your name?" He let himself smile, hoping she would relax a little and tell him something so that he could help. She was definitely a young vampire, not yet 40 for certain. She was either a student or new to the school. That much he knew.

[fan_fic_freak]

Emily pulled at her shirt hem. "Um...I'm Emily...Emily Kings." She crossed one arm over her stomach, and twisted her hair around with her other hand. "I'm kind of new, I guess. I've been here about...maybe...three weeks?" She looked up and down the hallway again. "It isn't like I have anyone to be with or anywhere to be." she mumbled really quietly.