[[Starlight]] - Gifted/Teen Romance [Semi-lit+]

[Infinite.Imagination]

Haylee relunctently raised her hand, which was covered in little particles of snow, afraid to ask the question, but knew she must ask. She took a deep breathe and then sort of talked sort of whispered, "How will we learn to control our powers?" She asked. Then she also asked, "And can we turn the temperature in the class room down a bit, please? My body can't take the heat..." She muttered. Yes, it was a sort of silly question to ask, but she knew she must, otherwise she might risk thawing out. After she put her hand back down she began to move the snow inbetween her fingers, trying to keep her body cool.

[Shiko Hayashi]

Hiko lay down in the nurse's office, a sheet piled on top of him and a warm rag pressed onto his forehead. His eyes were closed, the dangerous aura momentarily gone as the nurse cared for him. She had taken one look at him and sent him to one of the nurse's beds. There she took his temperature, frowned, and started to care for him. It unnerved him. He was unused to being cared for and he shifted uneasily at first. But as soon a she laid down, his eyes had slid shut agians this will and he had fallen into an uneasy sleep.

((Sorry. To early in the morning to post much. ))

[Rayen]

((WinterWolves, you're accepted (: ))

Miss de l'Aryenne looked at the girl with piercing eyes. Her hard look softened a little when she saw the piece of snow between her fingers and understood what her Gift was. "Well, well, of course, little miss snow-wielder." she said with a strong French accent that made Ren bite her lip as hard as she could so as not to let a laugh escape. "We will make you learn your limits by training and help you refrain your Gifts by constant mental exercising. You will learn to know your own mind, and that is fundamental to the process of controlling fully each Gift."

Ren also knew this answer. Every single year there was someone asking about it - she remembered vaguely asking that question herself. Yet she could not help yawning. She picked her pencil and started writing down in fancy lettering. Miss de l'Aryenne looked around sharply. "Anyone else?"

[Shiko Hayashi]

The nurse had left. Slowly, Hiko opened his eyes. He stared dimly at the ceiling and he bolted up, eyes sharp and narrowing. If anyone had been near him, they would of been dead. As his memories slowly came back, he relaxed and winced, rubbing his head. He felt odd. Like he had taken some pill to help him sleep. his tongue was fuzzy. He licked his dry lips and stood up. He went out and glanced at the nurse. She was busy and wasn't looking towards him. He quietly left the nurse's office and slipped through the halls, casually walking. As if nothing had happened. But if you looked close enough, you would notice that his face was too pale and his body too tense. The brief fever had passed, but it had left him weak and wary. He rounded the corner and bumped straight into the leader of the gang before. Hiko froze, surprise registering in his eyes. The leader, who he had later learned was named Adam, took one look at him, froze, and turned tail and ran. Hiko watched him run and a slowly, he started walking away. Loneliness threatened to engulf him as it washed over him. He missed his sister. As he passed the door to one class, he saw Ren in the back and he paused. He peered in, careful to look in out of the teacher's view. She was writing on her notepad. The other strange girl was talking. Was that snow in her hands. He kept his face blank and calm, hiding his curiosity. In the streets, curiosity often times got you killed. He had learned that the hard way. He prayed silently that the teacher wouldn't notice him. With his skill being survival, his body instinctively leaned towards the shadows, taking cover in their midst. But she might notice his gleaming silver cat like eyes.

[OutFoxed]

Sweat poured down his neck, soaking the light shirt he had on. His sneakers pounded against the ground, skillfully maneuvering over the rough terrain. Nate steadied his breathing as he felt his lungs suck in the cool mountain air. He looked down at his watch on his wrist. "[censored]." He cursed alloud. Oh well. I'm almost to the top. He thought. The trees that were scattered over the rock were short and sparse. The oxygen in the air was thinning; the top was very close. Onward Nate ran up the steep trail. Large rock faces jetted up on one side, the other was a long fall to his death. Around the last bend and the summit came to view. "Not a moment to late." He sighed as his feet stopped moving. Standing on the edge, his eyes looked to the eastern horizon. At that moment, the first rays of light peaked. The orange pink glowing clouds gave way to the morning star. Within moments the sun had risen. The beautiful moment over. Nate turned on his heel and sprinted back down the trail. He panted to aid in cooling his body. His body was slightly lowered to the ground but set back to keep his balance as he quietly descended the mountain.
Forty five minutes later, Nate walked up to his truck. Opening the door, he grabbed a towel from behind the bench seat in the cab. He wiped his face and neck, running it over his head vigorously, making his hair spikey. He had quickly dipped into the freezing brook that rushed by the parking lot. He finished drying off and changed into his school clothes, tossing his running clothes into a duffel bag. With a sigh, he jumped onto the seat and started the dark blue pick up. It rumbled to life and he drove it out of the trail parking lot, speeding down the highway to school.
The engine whined down from the fifteen minute drive. Nate didn't really pay attention to speed limits, so he got to places faster than most. He slid the messenger bag over his shoulder and grabbed the keys from the ignition, locking the door after he shut it. Taking a moment to stare at the magnificent building, he walked up the sidewalk from student parking to the school. The quick early morning jog had felt nice, but being confined to sitting in boring classrooms would be almost more than he could bare. He headed up the stone steps just as the warning bell rang. A grimace of a smile twisted his lips, his dark eyes looked past everyone.

[Rayen]

Miss de l'Aryenne saw a shadow move on the corner of her eye. Her mouth tilted almost unnoticeably upwards, but she decided to let it be, turning back to her awaiting students to present them with her usual stern look. "As I said, you will need constant mental training. And I do believe that there is no better activity for your little brains than French verbal tenses." she declared, grabbing the chalk and turning to the blackboard.

Ren's jaw loosened and she heard herself protest: "What?!" Similar exclamations erupted all around the room. In the first day, most teachers - including Miss de l'Aryenne - let them out for break as soon as they finished their welcome speech. Ren opened her mouth indignantly and was about to revoke their student rights when the teacher turned around, a disappointed frown making her lips arch downward. "Sacre bleu! You truly can not distinguish a joke. Come on, you bunch of kids, vous pouvez sortir!" she waved her hand dismissively at them. With a satisfied roar, most students fled from the classroom as quickly as possible. Ren did not hurry. She finished writing the sentence she had started scribbling a while ago in fancy, ornate calligraphy: 'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.' Her personal motto.

She snapped the notebook shut and stuffed her belongings back into her backpack, while checking her timetable. Next they had Physical Education. She snickered lightly, exiting the room. She loved Starlight's kind of P.E. It was when all students with physical gifts trained themselves in teams, no matter what class or age. She loved it.

[Versa_Mythology]

((Thank you How shall I start in, M'dear?))

[Infinite.Imagination]

Haylee thanked Miss de l'Aryenne. She set the snow down on her lap and then reached for her bag. She shuffled through it and found an empty notebook. She grabbed it and set it on her desk. It was a simple white notebook, but she had taken her black sharpie a few weeks ago and had drawn different designs on it. Most of her whole notebook was covered in snowflakes or anything involving the cold weather. She had also drawn an aura, but didn't know it. At the very top of the notebooks front cover, was a staff, and at the top of the staff lay her aura. Sitting gently on it. She had colored it beatifully and it was very detailed. Every single detail included. She was staring at her notebook, but quickly came back to reality and opened her notebook to the first page. She began writing down what Miss de l'Aryenne had written on the board. She smiled to herself and was happy she had this class. She felt she was going to enjoy it, or so she hoped. She had to set her pencil down a few seconds later and pick up the snow from her lap and move it between her fingers once again. There wasn't a day when she wished that she could just be a normal girl, not having these strange powers, but there also never was a day she was happy to be lucky enough to have recieved this gift.

[Shiko Hayashi]

As the class was dismissed, Hiko attempted to blend in with the crowd. But as soon as someone neared him, they scurried back. He stopped and stood in the hall, his strange eyes filled with sorrow. A circle was formed around him as student's tried to get around him without being near him. "Ameko....." he whispered, his voice pained and coated with sorrow.

(9sorry. But that might be less than 100 words. I'm a bit rushed right now. ))

[Rayen]

((@WinterWolves: You can start your side plot of the strays - I think Corey had a Stray character as well.

@Wolf-chan: For this time... I saw nothing x3 Everyone has a real life... I think.))

Ren looked back and saw the snow-wielder girl still sitting there. "C'mon" she told her. "She might have given us extended break, but it sure takes some time to get prepared for PhysEd class. At least our PhysEd class." Ren chuckled mischievously. "I'm Ren." she told her. "If you need to find your way to the training area follow me... Or anyone else. Everybody will be heading there anyway." she pulled her headphones back into place and hit the play button on her iPod. Then she closed her eyes and walked down the corridors, absent to the rest of the world. Her white hair flicked behind her like a whip, as if a mighty blow of wind was striking it, however only a gentle breeze blew. Ren kept her eyes closed as she strode towards the training area. People always got out of her way, so why even bother to look...

"Ow!" she yelped when she bumped into someone's back. She raised her head, preparing a glare at whoever it was, but her anger fell apart when she realized it was the same guy she had met before. Hiko. Yes, that was his name.

"Oy, you, be careful!" she told him either way, her voice taking a mixed tone of annoyance and amusement.