We'll live through this... (Vampire/Human Romance)

[vαιuε]

[ ooc: ok, I put everyone in their dorms. I don't think anybody else is going to join, so we might as well start. :3]

Conner looked around skeptically as if he expected something to jump out of the bushes and attack him. "Seriously” He muttered; the boy had been quite jumpy ever since he’d found out that out that creatures –like him– lived here as well. He wasn’t afraid of them, in fact, thinking of it that way, he suddenly burst into laughter. Sure, an overreaction but Conner was sure none of them could harm him. (Or so he thought xD) Anyway, he just couldn’t trust them, couldn’t trust anyone. It was sick to some people, sure, but it was the truth. He had learned that recently when James –his best friend– had stabbed him in the back. And now, James was dead. What a shame.

Conner climbed into his car, a fine one it was too. A smirk started on his face; It didn’t exactly cost him anything actually. He chuckled quietly to himself, an amusing day that was.
He shook of the old memory, and sighed, and finally, he remembered what he was doing, and shoved the keys into the lock, pressing hard on the gas pedal.

The boy arrived at his new school in no time, and started to slow down in the lot. Turning a corner, he parallel parked, and opened the door of his porche. Conner looked up at the old brick building, and was automatically satisfied with it.

[ short intro d: ]

[Phantasmagoria]

"Don't do anything stupid.."

"Minos.."

"Don't piss off your teachers the first day.."

"Minos.."

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do.."

"MINOS!"

"Fine, I'll shut up. And don't get yourself killed. Or vice versa. Oh, and--"

"Do I need to get the duct tape?"

Rad glared at his older brother from his perch, leaned up against the motorcycle he tailed the elder on to the school. He uncrossed his arms and brushed some ebony colored hair out of his eyes. It was no longer as dark night to him, finally.

"If you need anything--"

"Yeah, yeah I know, call you to get me out of Hell again. As long as I don't take a knife to my wrist or use a .45 to blow my brains out or hang myself with dental floss like that lady did on CSI, you'll hear from me."

"Fish* was right when he said he thought you were physchic."

"That's why Sarpedon shouldn't think." he replied flatly and pulled the strap of the backpack that contained his laptop farther up onto his shoulder. He tore his gaze away from the shiny cherry red paint that had quite a few dents and scratches marring it's surface, to some guy and porsche.

"Is it too degrading to you if I go drool?"

"Actually, yes. Why are you worried about some over-priced foreign car?" the younger scoffed, "I'd rather have a 1970 Chevelle or a classic Mustang.."

"The key word there is 'I'."

"Why are you here anyway? You're twenty-one, you can do what you want." he pointed out digressively with a dismissive wave, pulling at the hem of his shirt in boredom.

"What, I can't come tell my little bro goodbye?"

"Nope."

Radamanthys ignored the pitiful look his brother had managed to worm onto his face in the seconds he had closed his eyes and wondered if killing himself by clawing at his throat now would be best. 'Nah, wouldn't wanna scar some little kid for life.' he concluded to himself, turning his right wrist at an odd angle, setting off a few pops and cracks.

"Don't die on me please."

"As long as there aren't any crazy serial killers with automatic rifles and as long as I don't go all suicidal.." he paused for a moment, brow furrowing as his face twisted into a grimace, "Again.. I should live."

"Don't forget the vampires. Carry garlic. Unless they're like Edward and vegetarians. But if they're like James, rip them apart and burn them. I'm sure the sadist in you would love to do that."

"... Remind me to take away those damn Twilight novels when I get back."



[ *I call him Fish 'cause his name makes me think of the Carp. x3 Rather random, actually. It's mostly dialogue, sorry for muse fail~<3 And this is the only post Minos will appear in, by the way. It was just more amusing than Rad being all emo. xD ]

[Wolf_Fang_13]

Valentina sat in the back seat of the car as her foster parents drove her. She never bothered to learn their names since she never stays long. Just as she predicted she was being given away, again.She has been moving from foster home to foster home for what felt like forever. She already stopped trying to learn their names since she would be given away in a couple of weeks. This time it was because she light the backyard on fire. The firemen came before any real damage was done so she didn't see the problem.

"It's not that we don't want you. We love you very much, but we feel like this would be a better home for you," the woman said with a fake smile.Valentina knew that was just a nice way of saying "we don't want you so we are giving you away."

"это что они все говорят," Val muttered in Russian under her breath. For the rest of the ride no one said anything. They finally arrived to an old brick building. Before anyone could say anything Val got out of the car and the car drove away. She then noticed some other guys where in the parking lot too. She didn't know where to go or what to do, but tried to pretend she wasn't compleatly clueless. She swung her backpack, she owned very few iteams, over her shoulder and walked to what she thought was the front of the school.

((Translation: "That's what they all say"))

[birdie,]

Jacklyn

Jacklyn opened her eyes and gazed out the window near her bed.
She yawned and streached her arms, the sighed "School, I hate it, just another
excuse for people to make fun of me" Jacklyn sighed "It's just like a mall, full
of humen" She grunted, "Well I guess thats enough from me now..." Jacklyn
said with a short sigh. Jacklyn got up and looked through her closet and grabbed
her shorts, green-ish blue-ish shirt, convers, blue and green bag, checkerboard hat, wight glasses, star charm bracelet. Then she got dressed in the outfit, and grabbed her bag and stompped out of the room.
**********
After she had breakfast she headed to her Car and drove to school. Jacklyn parked in the shool parking lot and then sighed and ran up the steps of the school

[I tried to center it but then the links wouldn't work so yeah X3]

[average]

OOC: AGHHHHHHHHHHH!
BIC: Victoria tore her gaze away from her father's car and sighed. He never let her drive. God, she was 17! But, she did understand why she didn't have a car. As her father used to say, they weren't "Well put off." Her mom worked nonstop at some place with crazy old people. Her father worked at an office, but wasn't payed what he deserved. But Victoria dealt with it. It wasn't that bad, She had perfectly good clothes, and grades. They weren't poor, but not rich. Victoria herself worked at Wet Seal, in the mall, which is why she had decent clothes. [Discounts... X3] Like now, she had a pretty sweet outfit. She pulled her jacket closer to to her, freezing. Her dad had the keys. Her father finally appeared, and Victoria greeted him as he put on his shoes, halfway to the car. Cursing under his breath, her dad opened the car door, soaked with rain.
Vita knew better than to beg to drive. It would lead to a fight, which would lead to her being late, and both of them pissed, so she just slipped into the passenger seat. As he started the car, Victoria shivered, and put on some soft jazz music. Her father smiled at her, and turned on the heat. They turned the corner and silenced stole the air. They reached the school, and Victoria gave him a quick kiss.I'll get my suitcases tomorrow school, k?" She yelled over her shoulder as she ran into the building, blowing a kiss. Hey, he was the awesomest dad, she had to give him that.
[She and her dad were very close, but ever since -shocking- her sister died...]

[Luckypaw]

Looking out the doorway and over at the steps to go to the lower floor, Adelaide waited until she heard her father go out the door. She smiled faintly as he did and walked back to her closet, her red hair swaying against her upper back and shoulders. She took out a new shirt and a pair of jeans, as well as a new blue jacket. She put on her new shirt; the strapless one that zipped in the front, and jeans. Grabbing her bag, Addie slung it over her shoulder after putting her jacket on, and headed downstairs.

She went u to a small cabinet, opened it up, and took out a violet and black helmet, somewhat matching the colors of her eyes. The human girl walked outside and slid the cover off her dark violet Ducati, then climbed onto it and put the helmet on. She pulled down the protection, the plastic piece that covers your eyes, and started up the motorcycle. Adelaide headed off towards her new school, water sprayed under her tires as she went through the rain.

[vαιuε]

Conner looked up in slight confusion as he gazed up at the large building. It seemed much bigger then any other schools he had gone to. What was with that? Maybe it just had more students then usual. Whatever, the boy shook his head, and headed towards the double doors.

The first thing he did was head for the office, ignoring people as they passed him some staring most glowered. It seemed as if he wasn’t particularly wanted here. Conner grinned; he was fine with that, less attention, fewer lives.

He suddenly snapped back, and concentrated on his destination.

The boy looked around, and finally saw a door marked OFFICE. A triumphant smile on his face, Conner walked in.

“Uh, Conner Daniels” He muttered. A girl looked up, younger then usual to be working here at this age, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t understand you.” She said in a voice that quivered. He shrugged, and with a clear voice, repeated: “Conner Daniels”
She nodded, and shuffled through a papers until she found the one she was looking for. “Ah… Here you are” The girl murmured and shoved a piece of slightly torn paper into his hand. “Um, thanks”

After he left, he opened the now crumpled ball in his hand, and read his schedule. “Eight o’clock, English, Nine-“ The boy studied the page carefully, and then something caught his eye. “Dorm I, boys” He muttered. Great, so this was now a boarding school. That would explain the size.

[I'll write about Kristen in my next post :3]

[Wolf_Fang_13]

Valentina walked into the doors of the school. She ignored the glances and whispers she got. She was wearing a large black hoodie, dark jeans, black converse, black fingerless gloves, and a silver pentagram pendant. She clearly stood out with these preppy teens. She sighed and continued walking. She looked around till she found a door with the words OFFICE on it. She shrugged and walked in.

"Valentina Sobaka," she said to the young woman at the counter. Her Russian accent shown clearly when she spoke. It wasn't that thick, but still there. The woman seemed startled as if she saw a ghost earlier.

"Umm... Here you are," she said handing Valentina her schedule. "Welcome to Jacob. R. Academy," the woman said to Val giving a fake smile. Val turned around and left. She scanned through her schedule as she walked through the halls.

[Luckypaw]

As she turned into the parking lot outside of the boarding school, Adelaide slowed down then turned off her motorcycle in one of the smaller spots. She slid off her helmet, shook out her long, strawberry red hair then grabbed her bag off the back, sliding off her vehicle. She walked towards the entrance in the rain, then stepped into the dry area as she pulled her hair over her shoulder.

Curiously glancing around, her violet eyes gleamed as she walked up to the desk. "Adelaide..." The girl murmured, forgetting to say her last name, and the woman nodded softly. "Here." Her high voice shook, as she handed Addie a small paper. "Dorm three..." She read out while heading down the hall, not paying attention as she stared at the piece of paper. She didn't look up.

[average]

[Sobaka? Lol, Doggie!]
Victoria rushed until she found the office. She smiled pleasantly at the woman and told her her name. The woman sighed, and shuffled through stacks off papers. Fibnally, she gave her the paper marked "Cunnings, Victoria". Scanning the paper, Victoria glanced at the bottom. "Dorm 1..." She murmured. She pulled her bag up to her shoulder, figuring that she should probably check the dorm out first. She glanced around her, trying to see any friendly faces in the crowd. Sighing, she started up the stairs, brushing her long blonde hair out of her eyes. Seeing a door in the front that was marked "DORM 1-GIRLS", she stopped and slipped inside. Looking around, Victoria nodded her head in approval of the soft peach/sand colored walls and bunk bed. There was a simple wooden desk pushed against the wall, and a large window above it. I got lucky. She thought to herself. Victoria shuffled throught her bag and wrote neatly across the paper, "I call the bottom bunk! [If your okay with it.] (:" And put it on the bed. She smiled, and left the room. Good thing she came more-or-less early. Her first class was English. Good thing it was only the first day. No boring lessons.