TheCoriProject - " α т ʏ ρ ι c α ℓ ι т ʏ "- SilverFangs

[coriander.]

"i never think about the problems i cause
i'm contemplating your security flaws
i never think about the consequences of my actions
we leave a mark on everything that we touch
we violated international law
we really care about the time that you've lost or the lines the we've crossed
we're watching you watching us
would you do it if you knew we were watching
would you do it if you knew that we were watching you
i don't think you know whats up
we're watching you
we're watching you watching us"

"The clocks move forward, and yet time resets."

Every day moves on to a next, the people of earth going to sleep every night with an anticipation of a stressful morrow. But what if every day was really one day, constantly on a loop? What if it was always Monday? Or Tuesday? And yet, you are the only one around that knows. All of your peers are completely oblivious to the loop. Only a select few have been involved in this. Only the chosen few remember the yesterday that was actually today. They are the only ones who realize that they've already gone through the day before.

It even thwarts death.

The date is March 23rd, 2012. A Friday. 75 degrees Fahrenheit, sunny with spontaneous storms. The people of Keysail, Wisconsin wake up and start a new day. Only, this day seems to be every day for a small group of teenagers at the area high school. They do not understand why, and yet every day they are faced with a horror over and over again--their classmate, Kasey Monaghan, was murdered on that very day. And yet every morning, they wake up to March 23rd, 2012.

Kasey is still alive.

After a while, members of the group start to lose their sanity. "Why," they ask, "can't we move on from this day?" However, others understand. They are repeating that day over and over to save the girl. The only problem?

They don't know when, where, or by whom Kasey was murdered.



Ƭ н ɛ Ƭ σ ω и

Keysail is a gorgeous suburban town approximately fifteen minutes away from Milwaukee. The sloughs of the city do not permeate it, however. The streets are clean, made of boulevards with medians of grassy areas with cherry blossom trees. The central town is surrounded by cozy neighborhoods with varying sizes of modern, brick homes. Fairly new construction litters the outlying land, although the further you get from Keysail, the older the buildings get.

In the actual town, there are several popular destinations. Pylori's, the local ice cream shop, sports close to a hundred flavors and is practically a second home to some teenagers. Miranda's is another extremely desirable place to spend the day--there, people can buy tea, coffee, and baked goods, along with listening to music played by local musicians. Teens and young adults often spend their nights at the Muse, a local nightclub that was designed to be friendly to people age sixteen and up. Naturally, most teenagers go there because they can dance and get alcohol from the older people.

The least desirable place, of course, is Keysail High. The building is constructed of different shades of grey bricks, providing for an artistic effect. The insides of the school are less than lovely, however. To save money and make the budget, the walls of the school are the typical kind--cement blocks painted a very light grey. With a student population of 1,156, there are many fun electives that are typically used as blow-off classes so as to fit everyone into the required classes. The first bell rings at 7:45, classes starting at 7:50. The end of the day is at 2:45pm, when all of the students flock to the buses and their cars.

There are several unofficial hang out spots, too. The most popular is the place known as the Garden--the town park. Alongside the park runs a small river which comes out in a lake in a neighboring town. Over this river is a woodenbridge to connect the two halves of the park. Below it, the water is filled with rocks and many people from the town play games trying to hop across the river without slipping on the rocks. Many teenagers spend their time here, as well.

Albeit, there are several other destinations not mentioned here. Be creative.

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[coriander.]

i don't think you know whats up
would you do it if you knew we were watching
would you do it if you knew that we were watching you
i don't think you know whats up
we're watching you
we're watching you watching us

Ƭ н ɛ Ɔ σ я ι Ƥ я σ ʝ ɛ c т ' ƨ c н α я α c т ɛ я ƨ

Kasey Monaghan
Elias Birmingham
Caden Pylori
Skylar Reese

Ƨ ι ℓ ʌ ɛ я Ғ α и ɢ ' ƨ c н α я α c т ɛ я ƨ

Keith James
Rhea Stera
Jacalyn Myrin
Break Williams

[coriander.]

« Kasey Elizabeth Monaghan »

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Kasey Monaghan
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
"My friends usually call me Kasey, but I'm good with Kay or Kace, too."
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Female
: α ɢ ɛ :
Sixteen
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
"A small town in California."

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Kasey is regularly recognized as the "pretty girl". Her personality, in a world, is lovable and playful. She will talk to almost anyone, accept almost anything. She loves to make other people happy and to spend time with her best friends. She spends most of her free time drawing in the Garden or at the local tea/bakery shop. Some people find her frustratingly nice and she's found herself a few enemies just for that fact. Many rumors are spread about her being in compromising situations, although she's way too pure of a person to do anything horrible. She's basically "one of the guys". Not afraid to get dirty, she often plays football with her two brothers and loves baseball with a passion. In her opinion, softball is for losers.
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Her mother, Elizabeth Monaghan, who works in the office at Keysail High.
Her father, Scott Monaghan, who is a lawyer in a neighboring town.
Her brothers, Mac (age 19), Nathaniel (18), and Ethan (15).
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Kasey was born on the coast of California, spending her formative years in the sun. She moved to Wisconsin with her family at the age of ten, immediately being recognized as pretty and friendly. She's made hundreds of friends in high school and is very desirable among the boys (and girls that play for that team, of course). The friends she's with now are the people she's come to care for the most and she spends almost all of her free time with them. She's never been into drugs and has only had alcohol once--she's not much of a fan and doesn't fall for the peer pressure around her. w i p
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
She gets rides to school with Jacalyn, on her motorcycle.

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
Kasey has naturally beach-waved blonde hair that hangs to the middle of her stomach. Her eyes are a bright, vibrant green that she's very proud to show off with light smatterings of eyeliner. Standing at 5'5", she's the shortest of all of her siblings and is often teased about it because she didn't inherit "the family height". Her brothers all stand close to, or over, six feet tall. Extremely petite, however, she looks like a little ballerina dancer all of the time. With a naturally athletic build, she looks like a girl that could take a hit.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
Kasey is very into sunglasses, wearing them almost all of the time in the summer. At this time of year, she's constantly wearing short shorts with sandals or skinny jeans with colorful high heels that match her outfit. Typically wearing a tank top with a sheer blouse of some sort, she likes to be in style and still comfortable. Her shirts are never skin-tight and she knows how to look modestly attractive. She has one tattoo on the side of her right arm.

« Elias Julian Birmingham III»

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Elias Julian Birmingham
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
"Call me Eli, alright?"
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Male
: α ɢ ɛ :
Seventeen
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
"On the northeastern coast of Scotland."

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Eli is a very understanding, witty guy. He's often acknowledged as too mature for his age, acting like an adult from the age of about thirteen. He's definitely the go-to guy for advice, often offering the comfort that people need. He's seen all of the negatives of life and still manages to stay happy. He holds on to the idea that every day progresses to a new day--if that was taken away from him, he most likely would slowly fall apart. He likes surprises, takes comfort in changes. Known as the optimistic one of his friends, he's constantly having fun with stressful situations and coming up with plans to help problems. He's pretty calm and relaxed, able to conform his ideas to fit those of others. Basically, he's the chill kid that gets through issues with ease. His mind is perfectly fit to adapt to differences.
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Elias Birmingham II, his father, is a freelance author that spends most of his time at home, taking care of the house and working on his novel projects.
Moira Birmingham, his mother, is the World History teacher at the high school.
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Elias was born in Aberdeen, Scotland to his two young parents. He spent most of his life there, growing up surrounded with history and nature. His mother traveled often, taking him with. He's experienced a lot of the world and has developed a maturity because of it. They moved to America when Eli was fifteen because his father believed the publishing industry was better in the United States. When he was younger, he met a boy by the name of Keith when he was visiting the boy's town. They became friends and, when Keith expressed a desire to get away from his parents, Eli's family took him in and brought him with them to Wisconsin. Keith currently lives with the Birmingham family, having told his parents he was going to a boarding school. Eli's parents are very understanding, caring people and completely acknowledged the fact that Keith needed an escape, going along with the plan. Since arriving in America, Eli's popularity has shot up (mostly due to his accent, which Americans seem crazy about). He has a select group of friends that he trusts more than anything in the world and is just trying to make it through school to get to the 'real' part of life past college.
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
He drives a black 1969 Ford Mustang Fastback. He also has a small terrier named Rollo and a Golden Retriever named Chapper.

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
The most noticeable aspect of Eli would be his pale, eerie grey eyes that are lined around the outside rim with a dark, charcoal color.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
Eli wears a lot of very relaxed, casual clothes. His jeans are generally dark wash, fitted just perfectly so that they don't hang off of him, but don't hug him in a strange way. His parents prefer sophistication of cheapness, so the generally make sure he is wearing decent clothes. His shirts are typically button-up shirts, long sleeve plain shirts, patterned short-sleeve shirts, and the like. He just wants to be comfortable. Wearing all different types of shoes, you never know how many pairs he has. For example, he has at least two pairs of moccasins, a pair of slip-on Vans Classics, regular tennis shoes, and combat boots.

« Caden Jonathan Pylori »

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Caden Jonathan Pylori
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
"Most of my friends call me Cade, or Cato."
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Male
: α ɢ ɛ :
"My seventeenth birthday is in a week."
Sixteen
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
"I was born in Lancashire, England, on my parents' vacation. However, I went back to Keysail the week after my birth and I've lived here my entire life. So, let's just call it Keysail."

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Caden is a very shrewd, close-minded guy. Being extraordinarily stubborn, he refuses to listen to the opinions of others and despises being proven wrong. The best way to get on his good side is just to agree with him. He's very easy to hate and difficult to the extreme to befriend. However, he knows who his real friends are and is always true to himself. Honesty from Caden is constant, and almost always painful--he does not hold and does not filter his words. He's very manipulative, however, and dislikes liars to the utmost extreme. Very logical, he is considered one of the brightest, most analytic people in his school and regularly tops the class. His bitter, pessimistic personality isn't exactly favorable, however. Girls find him attractive, but don't like how he acts like he hates everyone.
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Michael Pylori, his father, is the owner of Pylori's, the ice cream shop.
His mother is Janette Pylori, the editor at the local newspaper. She spends most of her days at home, working from her study.
His brother, Michael Jr., is off at college in Michigan. He is twenty years old.
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Caden was a month early during Michael and Janette's vacation to Lancashire, acquiring a dual citizenship at birth. They returned to Keysail only a week later, taking Caden home. His brother, Michael II, was always the popular one at school. It was very difficult for him to follow after his brother only to have certain things expected of him by other people. Starting high school was like a living hell for Caden, due to the fact everyone expected him to be all charisma and athleticism. However, Caden was the exact opposite--practically a piano prodigy and the boy that was so work-oriented he'd eventually top the class, he failed everyone and managed to get rather disliked. He became a normal guy, and his teachers don't necessarily like him because he doesn't really participate in class and still manages to get perfect scores on his homework and near-perfect test grades. His name is constantly recognized due to the ice cream parlor in town.
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
He has a silver 2007 Camaro but typically doesn't drive it. He gets rides to school from Eli.
In addition, he has three family cats--Nikè, Fondant "Fondy", and Toby.

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
Caden has naturally straight blonde hair that he spikes up neatly around his head to keep it out of his face. His eyes are a dark brown that are barely discernible from the iris within them, appearing black. He stands at 5'10", very thin and lean. He typically plays soccer through the high school, where he has acquired his slight, muscular build. Not to mention his long, thin fingers that are perfect for all of the piano he plays. Naturally sun-kissed, he has the look of a guy that knows what he's doing and spends a fair amount of time outside.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
Mostly plain long-sleeve shirts during the colder days, accented with dark, crisp jeans that always look freshly pulled from the dryer. His shoes are typically plain white tennis shoes, or slip-on Vans Classics. On his left hand middle finger he has a black ring with a chrome carving of his family crest.

« Skylar Tate Reese »

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Skylar Tate Reese
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
"I can't stand the name Sky. Please, just call me Skylar or Lark, like my friends call me."
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Female
: α ɢ ɛ :
Seventeen
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
Toronto, Canada.

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Skylar is a very proud, stubborn girl. She doesn't let anyone take advantage of her and always has control of her life. She'd rather spend time with guys than with girls, but has a few friends that are girls, of course. Typically, other girls hate her because she's very proud of her femininity and tends to act a little sassy. Behind that image, however, is a very worrisome, caring girl that only her friends get to see. She has quick reflexes, speaking her mind and reacting to everything as if it's always urgent. Many guys find her a threat because she likes to point out flaws in other people and doesn't really mind that she isn't perfect, either.
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Her mother, Arianne, works as a painter.
Her father, Micah, is an area politician.
She has a brother and two younger sisters--Tobias (18), Cheyenne (15), and Winnie (13) respectively.
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Skylar's mother, Amanda, was in college in Toronto when she met Skylar's father, Ryan. They lived in Canada for seven years before moving to Wisconsin. They've lived in Keysail ever since, Skylar flourishing to become a beautiful girl. She is involved in all of the musicals and regularly plays softball and basketball at the school. Most people would assume she's a wh0re, but she's very good about making sure she doesn't become one. Acquiring friends like some people acquire herpes, she's always been a little popular around Keysail. Lately, however, she's confined herself mostly to one group of friends that she spends her time with.
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
She drives a 2012 Mitsubishi Eclipse Spyder.
Also, she has two canaries named Nala and Chuck, and a tabby named Itty.

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
Of Native American descent, Skylar has high cheek bones and naturally dark skin. Her hair is long, brown, and extremely thick and wavy. She puts it in messy braids quite a bit, sometimes putting clip-in feather extensions in it. Her eyes are a strange brown and grey mix that are quite lovely. Standing at 5'8", she has perfect posture and a subtly muscular, curvaceous and petite body. On her stomach she has this tattoo.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
Proud of her heritage, she typically wears strange, old jewelry made by her ancestors and passed down through the family. Wearing a lot of alternatively styled clothing and thick scarves, she's a fan of dark skinny jeans. Her style is mainly described as strange--she's worn tennis shoes, knee high stripped socks, and short shorts before because she felt like it. She likes all Native-style clothing, especially genuine moccasins and fringe boots. Most of her shirts are fitted and show off how strangely thin she is.

[SilverFangs]

« Keith James »

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Keith James
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
Keith
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Male
: α ɢ ɛ :
17
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
Great Britain
: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Keith has the personality of a total stranger at first, You'd think him quiet and mysterious. Someone not of whom to mess with. And then later you'll finally break into his hard exterior shell and find out his calmer true self. He's fairly intense about things but sometimes it can work to be an advantage.
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Keith stays at the Birmingham's residence with Eli though the two of them are not family. His family lives back in England, including his drunkard of a father, His quiet yet soothing mother, and his two little sisters. He used to have a brother but he passed away after 8 years of living, a horrible time to pass. His brother would have been 2 years older than him now and he still would have been his fathers favorite child.

: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Keith's father had always been drunk every time he had seen him. Though somehow that didn't stop him from adoring Keith's brother Tony. They were on their way home from school one day when Keith ran ahead, he heard a thump behind him and turned to see his brother fly off the end of a blue sedan. The paramedics arrived soon after, and told him to go home and tell his parents, he ran as fast as he could and then when he told his parents they were soon in a car headed quickly to the hospital faster than any of the other cars. At the hospital waiting room the nurse spoke to them and then his mom began to cry. His father was pacing and yelling like an angry chimp. His dad screamed "Why god? Why'd you take the wrong son" And Keith felt a stab in his gut and ran away from the hospital running for home. As he grew up his relationship with his dad never got better and he never forgot his brother thinking it was his fault that he died. He thought he had to get away from the place so when his friend Eli went to the America's he tricked his parents into letting him go to America in the idea that it was a border school so he could leave them and the memories behind. Now he lives with his friend Eli in the Birmingham's house.

: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
Keith drives an orange Dodge Charger from 2008
Dodge Charger

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Light Brown
Skin Tone: Tan
Muscles: six pack pecs and biceps
Tattoo: One Navy Blue and Black phoenix on his back between his shoulder blades
Piercings:One silver stud earring on his left ear.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
He normally wears plain blue jeans and a t-shirt.

« Rhea Stera »

: Full Name :
Rhea Stera
: Nickname :
Rhea or Ray
: Gender :
Female
: α ɢ ɛ :
16
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
Russia

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Rhea looks very friendly from first looks, but she is spacey. She likes to have distance from other people. She zones out when she's tired, and she can snap every now and then. But on the other hand she is nicer than some people. *Cough cough* Caden *Cough*
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Rhea has two happily married parents with 2 older sisters 1 younger sister and a little brother on the way. They're a picture perfect family when Rhea is gone.
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Rhea is a very dark kid, her friends back in Russia would always play Russian Roulette with her near the lake. She almost seems unfazed by the idea of dying, She doesn't enjoy most things other girls do. Skirts and ruffles have always been a big no to her, She took a liking to dark colored makeups at the age of 9 and it drives her parents insane. Fearing her saftey Her parents moved to America to bring her to a new culture and hopefully to meet new friends with different hobbies.
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
She owns a large skinny black cat named buddy. She has a peircing on her eyebrow and 4 on her ears

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
eyes: Green
Hair: Dark Brown and volumized
Peircings:One through her eyebrow, and four on each ear.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
Slightly gothic, She always wears skinny jeans of the color of black. She wears tighter t shirts of various colors. Her hair is dark brown almost a black and it's always volumized. Dark makeup almost every day

«Jacalyn Myrin»

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Jacalyn Myrin
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
Jackie
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Female
: α ɢ ɛ :
17
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
Washington D.C.

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Jacalyn is a stubborn somewhat spoiled child who can talk her way out of most things. She is a total Romantic and is somewhat boy crazed. She is friendly and sweet, though she secretly judges everything. She can keep a secret, that is of course until someone tries to betray her.

: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Jacalyn lives with her mother and father who cater to almost her every need. She is a single child so she gets all of their attention.
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Jacalyn has had a great child hood, having all the in clothes she has always been in fashion and knows how to play a few instruments. She's learned how to persuade people into doing things for her. This has gotten her a seat at the popular table. Despite her French name she has always lived in America. She has recently moved to this school and begun to make friends with other populars and fashionistas.
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
She drives a motorcycle because her father got into a motorcycle crazy and taught everyone how to ride them.
She has one black lab Jake, who tends to break out of the house or off his leash often.

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
Skin tone: Semi Tan
Hair: Blonde
Piercing: 3 for each ear.
eyes: Blue
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
She wears whatevers in at the time, High heals, boots, skinny jeans, normal jeans, Jewlery is a must, clutch purses, and of course many different shirts and dresses, Skirts are always in to her. She always almost always wears a skirt.

«Break Williams»

: ғ ʋ ℓ ℓ и α м ɛ :
Break Williams
: и ι c κ и α м ɛ :
Break
: ɢ ɛ и ∂ ɛ я :
Female
: α ɢ ɛ :
16
: в ι я т н ρ ℓ α c ɛ :
Australia

: ρ ɛ я ƨ σ и α ℓ ι т ʏ :
Break is happy and energetic, She has a tendency to be a klutz and break things. She is friendly unless you make fun of her. She loves to paint.
: ғ α м ι ℓ ʏ :
Her family is her Dad and Brother. She is very much a tomboy because of them.
: н ι ƨ т σ я ʏ :
Her mom left a long time before she could remember taking her sister with her. She grew up in a home with guy role models and soon became a tomboy. She dyed her hair to show individuality but soon red hair became a fashion so She guesses she's a fashion starter.
: ƨ ι ɢ и ι ғ ι c α и т ∂ ɛ т α ι ℓ ƨ :
Drives a black truck from 2011
She has a Rhodesian Ridge-back dog named Lance.

: в α ƨ ι c α ρ ρ ɛ α я α и c ɛ :
Hair: Dark Red
Eyes: Grey
Skin: Medium Dark
Piercings: On top lip and on both ears.
Tattoos: One tattoo in a different language on her left shoulder and one on her hip.
: c ℓ σ т н ι и ɢ ƨ т ʏ ℓ ɛ :
Skinny jeans or blue jeans as well as shorts and some t shirts, mainly the ones that expose one shoulder

[coriander.]

Kasey Monaghan

Kasey's bright green eyes fluttered as she tried to blink sleep out of them. She'd just rolled onto her feet, slumping over to her alarm and mentally grumbling to herself about how annoying the noise was. Slapping her hand down, she rubbed her eyes gently and made her way to the bathroom that adjoined her bedroom. "Damn six o'clock," she spat in her head, rolling her eyes as her vision cleared and she caught sight of herself in the mirror. She'd washed her makeup off the night before, and yet it still managed to smear under her eyes in a smudgy shadow. She turned the sink on, dipping her hands in the cold water and splashing it on her face to wash it off.

It was a lost cause. She sighed quietly, trudging sleepily over to the shower and turning it on. Only fifteen minutes later, she'd finished showering and, putting mousse in her hair, blow dried it straight, and ran a straightener through it for good measure. After applying light eyeliner and mascara, she winked at her mirror and pretended to smile at someone's joke. "Beautiful," she thought with a smirk, knowing her friends would have laughed if they saw her. Darting down the stairs, she saw that it was six fifty in the morning. With yet another sigh, she got out orange juice and started at her scrambled eggs. Jacalyn would be at her house in about fifteen minutes with the motorcycle, and she'd have to be ready so they wouldn't be late to school.

Setting the finished eggs on a plate, she fetched her glass of orange juice and hurriedly ate. She liked to sit outside for the last five minutes before Jacalyn got there to take in the new day. On her way out the door, she grabbed an apple to stuff in her bag and pounded once on her younger brother's door to make sure he got up in time for school--of course, he only took ten minutes to get ready and he had their parents to drive him. Then, striding outside, she took in the outfit she'd just slopped on. Denim shorts showed off her muscular legs, a navy camisole visible through the dark violet, navy, and teal blouse over it. With violet tennis shoes on, she felt her outfit was completed by the purple bag she had slung over her shoulder.

Elias Birmingham

Waking up that morning, Eli discovered he'd left his window open the night before. He'd fallen asleep in the middle of reading a book, the breeze going through the room and calming him. The book had obviously come out of his hands when he fell asleep, for there was a paper cut on his cheek. Sliding to his feet, he touched it to find it stinging. "Good start to my morning," he thought, getting up and entering the hall in the same outfit he'd slept in--long pajama pants without a shirt. ;) He walked, already wide awake, to the bathroom and found some antibiotic ointment to gently rub in the decently sized cut. Then, he took a quick five-minute shower and towel dried his hair.

Making his way to the kitchen, he wasn't surprised to see his mother awake with a plate in front of her. She'd made English muffins for them both, peanut butter with jelly on top. He chuckled, taking a plate from her and starting to eat. Most kids would be extremely embarrassed to have the same morning schedule as their mother, but Eli didn't mind. Sometimes they even carpooled together. He looked back towards the stairs, asking his mother, "Is Keith up yet?"

Caden Pylori

Caden had hardly slept the night before. Waking up at six 'o clock on the dot, he turned his head with curious eyes to his clock and sighed. He'd been having problems sleeping as of late, and was starting to think he had insomnia. Having fallen asleep around three in the morning, he felt like he hadn't slept at all. With a groan, he got up and decided to get ready for the new day. A shower was the first thing he had on his list, and that took about ten minutes. Blow-drying his hair for a few minutes, he gelled it up in its usual fashion. Then, he migrated back to his bedroom.

Grabbing a pair of dark jeans out of his closet, he quickly changed into those. He didn't even bother to look at the shirt he fetched from the hanger, but discovered ten minutes later as he passed the mirror on the stairs that it was a dark red t-shirt. As he made his way to the kitchen to get his bag from the chair, he slid a grey sweatshirt on and put his typical grey tennis shoes on. He didn't really care what he looked like today--it was Friday, anyway. He never ate breakfast, so he slid onto a bar stool in the kitchen and pulled out his homework. It was unfinished due to his lack of ability to concentrate the night before, and it was really stressing him out that he didn't have it done. There was still a good half hour until Eli would be there to get him, and he was hoping it'd be enough time.

Skylar Reese

Her morning started at six o'clock, just as with the others. Rising with enthusiasm, she slid the alarm off on her phone and tossed it carelessly onto her bed. She turned as it bounced onto her pillow, running a hand through her crazy hair and murmuring to herself, "Sometimes I wish I was bald." Her hand reached out to grab the door knob to the bathroom she shared with her sisters, closing it behind her and locking it. They took their showers at night, but she still didn't want them to walk in on her. Then, taking a twenty-minute shower, she made sure that her hair was tamed more. Blow-drying it was hardly necessary--she just towel-dried it and left it to dry as she finished getting ready.

On her feet were her favorite fringe-covered boots, dark skinny jeans tucked into them and accenting her thin, muscular legs. For a shirt, she had a gray top that was a little loose, a Native American tribesman on the front. With a small smile, she donned a small fringed shoulder bag and made her way to the kitchen. There, she retrieved a peanut butter and jelly sandwich from the refrigerator and picked at it for a few minutes, saving the crust for last. She was a fan of strange breakfasts--cold pizza was not all that uncommon for her. While she was eating, her hair became almost completely dry and she migrated to the downstairs bathroom immediately after finishing her sandwich.

There, she gingerly braided her waves into a loose, messy braid that fell over her shoulder. A twine rope with a beaded feather tied it off, and she winked at herself in the mirror. "Happy Friday," she declared to herself, smirking and leaving the room. She nearly fell flat on her face as her cat, Itty, wound between her ankles unexpectedly. Regaining her balance by pressing her hand against the wall, she raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Here, kitty kitty..." she whispered lovingly, hearing her sisters arguing upstairs. Bending at the knee, she procured a cat treat from the canister up on the shelf and handed it to the tabby. She gobbled it up, and Skylar laughed quietly.

Then, making her way outside, she hoped over the door to her Mitsubishi Eclipse Spyder, the top down. She turned the key in the ignition, sliding out of her driveway without a second thought and starting on her way to school.

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Keith James

Keith heard a buzzing noise he turned his head What? Whats that noise? He thought. He then caught sight of a blinking light, His alarm clock. He leaned over his bed and hit the off button before passing out again one hand on the alarm clock. His hair was ruffled up from his restless night sleeping.

Another noise entered his unconsciousness waking him up it was a constant screeching noise, his phone alarm placed strategically across the room from him. He lugged his body up and shuffled towards the phone. He punched in the off button and then looked down at the dresser, He put on some jeans and hung a shirt over his shoulder before walking downstairs almost tripping down one of the steps.

He looked at Elias and his mom at the table when he was safely away from the step. He mumbled a greeting along the lines of "Morning everybody" Which only half seemed to make it out. He walked over to where there was food and got a plate. He put it down on the table and sat down starting to slowly eat. He was stuck in his morning daze.

Rhea Stera

Rhea was almost instantly awake at the alarm. She brushed out her hair waking herself up with the pain of the snarls coming out. She looked around to the laid out clothes. She put on the black tube top and the black skinny jeans then rubbed her eyes yawning loudly. Then she put on a layer of foundation and cover up before adding her darker makeup. She heard her parents downstairs talking in Russian again. She started for the door to go tell her dad she needed a ride to school again.

Jacalyn Myrin

Jackie was in her favorite white dress hair half in braids twisted up so that half her hair was still down and unbraided. She ran towards her motorcycle with a piece of toast in her mouth. She paused wolfing down the toast (Thats Attractive) before turning on the motorcycle and putting on her helmet. She Started towards Kasey Monaghans house. Soon she came to a stop in front of her house seeing Kasey waiting outside. She waved to show she was there. "Sorry I was late."

Break Williams

Break fell down the stairs tumbling head over heels down them. She let out a small screech before coming to a stop and standing up in her normal idea of an outfit, White bermuda shorts and a blue Shirt with the fox symbol on it. She stood up and put on her sneakers then ran out to her car and drove off to the school trying to get there early for a good spot.

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Kasey Monaghan

Kasey looked down from staring at the sky when she heard the sound of Jackie's motorcycle. A smile alighting her face when she spotted the other girl, she laughed and fetched her helmet from her back, jumping to her feet and lithely making her way down from the porch. As she approached the motorcycle, she raised her eyebrows and winked. "Heeey, Jackie," she declared with that white-toothed grin of hers. She flipped her leg over the seat, situating herself and sliding her helmet on.

"It's all good--school is for losers anyway," she joked, pulling her shirt down to make sure it wouldn't come up in the middle of the ride to school. In a way, the ride was part of her style--it whipped her hair around and gave it that tousled look that she loved. Jackie was one of her close friends, although she sometimes got to be a little too much to handle. She is very into fashion, and sometimes Kasey felt pressured to make sure she looked as stylish as her. Of course, Jackie was wearing a white dress today. "How can you drive a motorcycle with a dress?" Kasey asked, leaving only her left eyebrow raised. She grabbed hold of the little bars on the side of the motorcycle so as to make sure she wouldn't fall off whenever Jackie started driving.

Elias Birmingham

Eli shared a look with his mother when they heard Keith trip a little on the stairs. He was such a zombie when he woke up that Eli had to suppress the urge to laugh at the goofy way he acted. As Keith came around the corner and got his breakfast, Eli raised his eyebrows with entertainment etched across his face. Both he and his mother declared "Good morning," at the same time. Running a hand through his practically dry hair, Eli finished his breakfast and took it over to the sink, dropping it in with a small clang. He turned around, observing the two. It was very obvious that Keith was hardly awake, the complete opposite of Eli's mother, who was hastily reading a book and slowly eating her own breakfast.

Sliding onto the seat next to Keith, he chuckled quietly and declared, "We should get you a fog horn so that you're actually awake when you get up in the morning." He continued his sentence even as he leaned down and quickly searched through his bag to make sure he had everything in it. The papercut on his cheek was stinging a little yet again, but not as bad as before. He remembered the book on his bed, deciding he'd rather leave it home anyway. Then, returning his gaze to his friend, he asked as an afterthought, "Are you driving to school, or do you want to ride with me today?"

Caden Pylori

Slamming his book closed with a noise of frustration, Caden was surprised to feel his mother's hand settle on his shoulder. Whipping his head around, he looked at her with wide eyes. "Good morning," she muttered casually, striding over to the sink. He blinked silently, pondering how to respond to that. His mother usually got up some time around ten in the morning, laying around until about noon and then working from noon until about six at night on her laptop. The fact she was up so early was freaking him out a little.

Sliding into his books into his bag, he asked her "Why are you up so early?" She just shrugged, obviously not completely aware of the time it was. She was a little bit of a sleepwalker, although she'd never come downstairs before. He frowned, slowly creeping out of the kitchen as his mother poured herself a glass of milk. He slipped out the front door, making his way to the tree in the front yard and settling down with his back against it, continuing with his homework.

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Keith James

Keith paused for a minute thinking about it and then nodded slowly as if that would answer the question. To make himself clearer he said, "I don't think people are legally able to drive when their this tired" He said in his
American accent he had been practicing. "I don't think a fog horn would work"

Rhea Stera

Rhea walked downstairs and headed out to go into her dads car, He followed behind her soon after her. She was happy with the new black strappy platform shoes she had gotten the day earlier. It matched the rest of her outfit pretty well.

Jacalyn Myrin

Jackie looked down at her dress as if noticing for the first time that it could be a slight problem when riding the motorcycle. She looked back at Kasey and smiled happily. "How can you not?" Then she kicked it off of the kick stand and started it letting her feet off the street and resting them on the foot rests in front of her as the motorcycle rolled forward gaining it's speed.

Break Williams

Break Got to school being careful not to hit another car. She Got a close parking spot to the school in the students parking lot. This was why she went to school so early each day.

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Kasey Monaghan

Laughing quietly at Jackie's remark of "How can you not?", Kasey tightened her grip on the bars on the motorcycle. She was positive that she'd fall off someday, what with her slight clumsiness. Her hair started to flourish behind her as the machine picked up speed. Her blonde bangs whipped her in the eyes a few times and she found a piece of hair in her mouth. Spitting it out, she shook her head around a little to clear her face. This was basically how she warmed up in the morning, and she felt lucky that her parents even allowed her on motorcycles. She knew the fact that Mac drove one helped, because he'd never gotten in an accident all throughout his driving years and thus proved to her parents that there was a safe way to ride them. Her green eyes flashed at the morning around her.

Skylar Reese

The loose pieces of Skylar's hair whipped around her face as she drove, closing her eyes for moments at a time on the streets she knew best to enjoy the pleasant weather. They were having strange conditions lately, not really having a true winter. Spring seemed to have come very early, permeating the damp and disgusting weather with bouts of unbelievably uncharacteristic warmth and sunshine. She had a feeling some people would be a little sunburned today, having tried to tan the day before. She felt fortunate that her skin was naturally dark--she hated people who went tanning at salons during the winter. Obviously, everyone was meant to be pale during those months. Trying to fight it was stupid and harmful to their skin.

She pulled her silver car into the parking lot at school, gliding confidently into a spot near the front of the parking lot. She spotted Break a few cars down and quickly hopped over the door to her car after removing the key and pressing the button to close it. Strutting the few feet of distance between them, she leaned against Break's car and declared, "Happy Friday, best friend!" She called everyone in her group of friends 'best friend', as was her habit. There was almost no one there, anyway, so it didn't matter how loud or obnoxious she talked yet.

Elias Birmingham

"How about a bucket of water, then?"

Elias stood up from his seat, gingerly picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. He walked over to the counter, looking into the key holder that the family used to hold basically anything of importance, and then some. He found himself sifting through millions of pennies to uncover his car keys, laying at the bottom. His pale grey eyes sparkled with amusement, looking to his mother and shooting her a look of reprimanding. She was the one that always tossed junk in the key holder. She caught his look, rolling her eyes jokingly and returning her gaze to the book she had.

Then, Eli heard Keith's attempt at an American accent. He wasn't sure why Keith bothered, it wasn't like people disliked British accents. Even Eli's own Scottish accent was something that all of the girls at Keysail loved. He still didn't understand the American fascination with foreigners, but to him it didn't matter. He was who he was. With a chuckle, he ruffled Keith's hair. "You should just stick with your British accent," he muttered, passing the table and making his way to the back room. "The ladies love it!" he continued as he opened the door to the garage, closing it behind him.

He heard his mother proclaim, "You'd better hurry--you know how patient Eli is." There was a laugh in her voice, one that caused Eli to smirk silently as he opened the garage door and started his car. The sunshine shining in after the door opened surprised him a little--but he didn't mind. He still had to get Caden, and they only had about a half hour before classes started.

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Keith James

Keith smiled and waved by to Eli's mom before grabbing his bag and running after him. He still had forgotten to put his shirt on, oh well he'd do it at home he decided. He walked to the door and instantly shut his eyes for a few seconds unable to open them until they adjusted. "Wow it's bright outside." He says talking normal again.

Rhea Stera

Rhea got dropped off by her parents at the school. At least she had beaten the bus she thought. She saw all the other kids and froze not knowing where to go was the worst part of being a new transfer student.

Jacalyn Myrin

Jackie loved the breeze during the hot weather outside. She looked to the side seeing the river bordering the road at this point thinking how nice it would be to go into the water and just swim for a while. She snapped her attention back to the road and slowed down in time to turn into the school parking lot. They had made it in time to get a good spot. "We made it!" She said excitedly.

Break Williams

Break looked at Skylar and smiled "Happy Friday!" She Said back "I can't wait till the weekend" She said happily."What do you think your gonna do?" She asked curiously while pulling her bag out of her car, a glass that she had used earlier fell out when she pulled out the bag and it shattered against the ground. "Oh No!"