Bloodlines Aren't Perfect|A Twilight Inspired|O/A

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[Shadow Piranha]

After designing part of the dress he'd imagined with the clay, Zephyr had ended up doing more errands for Mr. Shawgo. As the teacher's favorite, he was the one who always got to leave class. Though as an artist at heart, he would have rather stayed in class and worked, than left to deliver papers and other such things. Class could not have ended any more sooner for Zephyr, and he gave a relieved sigh when the bell finally rang. Rushing through his last errand for Mr. Shawgo he rushed back to the art room for his bag. Luke was no where in sight, and that made Zephyr frown, had he forgotten? Shaking his head, Zephyr waved goodbye to his teacher and headed for his locker, it was relatively close to the door of the science room, so he had the honor - more like the disadvantage - of having everything in his locker smell like a science experiment gone horribly wrong.

Ignoring the smell of sulphur as much as he could, he pulled open his locker - the lock had been mysteriously broken so he never had to put in his combination - and grabbed a couple of his art journals, grabbing his car keys off of the coat hook in his locker. He was lucky enough to have a working car, even though it was a piece of crap. It was an old Chevy truck that looked as if it belonged in a junkyard, rather than a parking spot, but it worked and he was just glad it got him to where he needed it to. Zephyr gave a wave to Alan, a kid in his English class he sometimes tutored, as he tried to stuff his art journals into his overstuffed messenger bag. He growled at it, forcing the journals between his chemistry book and his art portfolio. Once that was done he glanced around, the hallway was still a bit too crowded for him to locate Luke, if he was even still at school. Zephyr stayed where he was, leaning against his locker, he didn't have to be home any time soon so he could wait until the hallway cleared, if only a little.

[this rainbow lover]

Luke's bright green eyes watched as the sea of people swelled as more and more classroom opened, letting the student's free to go home. It started to split off as more and more kids went out to the school buses and, if they were lucky, their own cars. Luke had his bike, just ready to go outside. It was the gift of saving up birthday and Christmas money since he was 14 years old. Sighing in memory, he waited, very impaciently, for the hallway to be walkable in his opinion. Another moment past before he finally ventured off into the semi-clear halls, wandering each and every hall to find his new friend. When he finally came across the boy, his mood flipped like a coin. He was happy, like the last time he had seen this boy. Weird... he thought, smiling in greeting to Zephyr. "Hey," he said, leaning against the locker next to him. A small smile lit across his face at the sight of him. His eyes were slightly puzzled, but mostly bright with happiness.

[Shadow Piranha]

Zephyr's lips twisted into a smile the moment he heard Luke's voice. He'd been looking the other direction so hadn't seen Luke approaching. "Hey to you too," Zephyr said as he turned to lean against his own locker, tilting his head as he looked at Luke. "Didn't think you'd show," he said, nervously kicking his right foot against the floor next to his left before looking at Luke again. Oh yea, that's smart. Show him you don't have any confidence in him. That's a really good move, he thought to himself. Ignoring his thoughts he stepped away from his locker, an attempt to start walking and talking with Luke.

[this rainbow lover]

Smirking quietly at his greeting, his bright green eyes took in the sight of the attractive male for a moment before looking back up at his face. Putting on a fake hurt face at his comment about not showing, he shook his head, hiding his face into his hands. "I'm so hurt by that!" he whined in a high pitched, girly voice before chuckling at his own joke. He hoped he could get the other to laugh as well, but, if he didn't, eh, he wouldn't be too hurt. A humorous smirk placed upon his lips, he watched him nervously kick at his locker. He's... nervous? the male throught to himself, slightly confused by the other's actions. Why was he nervous...? It was something Luke couldn't wrap his mind around. But, before his thoughts got too deep into it, Zephyr started walking down the hall. Quickly following along on his right side, his eyes flickered to the people who were looking at him in discust; a few who knew about Kris's disapearance still looked at him with pittyful eyes. Rolling his leaf colored eyes, he looked back at Zephyr.

[Shadow Piranha]

Zephyr indeed gave a laugh, scratching the back of his neck in nervousness. He didn't like how he was so twitchy an nervous, but he couldn't help it around Luke. He just felt... he didn't even quite know yet. "Sorry, not used to people doing what they say," Zephyr said and played with his car keys inside his pants pocket. He didn't see the stares and the looks of disgust and sympathy directed at Luke, and he didn't really notice the looks of surprise and the gossip hungry stares directed at him either. "You okay after I left?" Zephyr asked.

[this rainbow lover]

His ears soaked up the sound of his laugh, failing to notice his nervous actions. Blinking himself back to reality, he watched him fidle with something in his pocket for a moment before becoming distacted with the stares and looks the two were recieving from some of the mindless highschool students. Didn't they have anything better to do then gossip? Rolling his eyes at the thought, he turned the green orbs over to Zephyr again when he spoke. Offering him a small smile to back up his words, he replied, "Yeah, I was fine. I've gotten better about it. The first few weeks were the worst..." Why on Earth did he have to keep spilling out his guts to Zephyr? Why did he feel this magic string pulling them closer? Luke felt like he could trust the boy with any secret, any emotion he was feeling, something he hadn't felt since Kris was with him. A flash of pain and confustion entered his eyes before dieing off in the bright pools of emotion.

[Shadow Piranha]

Zephyr nodded and gave a somewhat casual shrug. "I would say I understand but.. I would be lying," Zephyr said glancing away just in time to realize they'd almost reached the front doors of the school. He could see his car from where they were standing - glass doors kind of helped - and he habitually pulled out the keys when he saw it. Looking back over at Luke, "So, do you have a ride home?" He asked, almost surprised he'd asked. "Zephyr!" He heard behind him and he turned to see Emily Gray, a girl from his art class, jogging up to him and Luke, bearing a sheet of paper. "Sorry for interrupting, um.. Mr. Shawgo said that this was yours. You left it on your table in the art room a few days ago," She said, clearly shy now that she was within ear shot. Accepting the paper, Zephyr looked at it and saw that it was one of his sketches he'd never finished for class. "Thanks," Zephyr said, and Emily gave a smile before dashing around him and Luke and out the door. Weird little girl.. he thought, holding his keys in his teeth as he folded the paper.

[Sadie The Little Lady]

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«Katherine Morgan»
►Kitty◄



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Yawning, Katherine had slept in, and decided not to go to school today. It's not like she could get into a whole lot of trouble. She was a pretty good student anyways. Besides, no one would miss her either. She wasn't very 'popular'. Rolling out of her bed-literally, Kate had fallen out of bed, and was laying on her floor now, she sat up, and stretched. Her hair was a complete mess. Getting up, Katherine straightened her paw print pajamas, and headed out her bedroom door. One of her cousins, who were the twins stood in front of her.
"You missed school," she said, narrowing her eyes.
"Thank you, captain obvious." Katherine replied, meeting and equalizing her cousin Tabitha's glare. Tabitha looked at Katherine with a venomous glare, and stomped off. Kate stuck her tongue out at her, and rolled her eyes. She watched as Tabitha went into her room. She must have just gotten off school. "Hmmm, I wonder where Talia is then." Talia was, Tabitha's twin sister. Older by like, five minutes or something crazy like that.
Katherine ran her hand through her messy hair, and yawned. Living in a one story building had benefits. Katherine didn't have to jump out a ten foot window when she wanted to run. Reaching the kitchen, Katherine opened the fridge, and grabbed a jug of apple juice, and a glass from the dish rack.
Pouring her juice, Katherine listened as her Aunt Daisy came into the kitchen.
"Oh, Katherine, did you not go to school today?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips. Katherine drank her juice before answering, and once finished, she shook her head.
"Nope, unlike Tabi and Tali, I'm quite good at school. Not like Aaron, of course, but almost." Aaron was the oldest of Katherine's cousins. He was graduating this year, and Kate's friends at school thought he was quite handsome. Well, he was. He was also a very good football player, and that got some of the girls drooling.
Daisy nodded, "alright, just don't miss too much, okay dear?" Katherine nodded, and finished the last bits of her juice, when Talia came in.
"Hey Kitty, can you help me with some homework?"
Katherine snapped her head towards her cousin. She wasn't called Kitty by her family. Mostly her pack members said it. A joke, to them.
"Uh, sure Talia. What is it?"
Talia showed her her homework.
"Ah s**t," Katherine looked at it. Grade ten math. Not her forte.
"Go ask Aaron. He should be outside throwing the ball around with your dad." Talia nidded, and left. Katherine trudged back to her room.

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{Eep. Hope that wasn't too much x.x}

[this rainbow lover]

Luke chuckled faintly at his first comment. "Didn't exect you to." Hey, he was the one he asked in the first place. Mentally shrugging, he glanced around, wondering when they walked all the way to the door. Blinking in suprise, he quietly wondered why he was so caught up in Zephyr. It wasn't like him to care about people. His thoughts were short lived, only to hear a girl's voice calling his friends name and also the other males question. Frowning slightly, he turned his head to watch the young girl rush up to them, a paper in her hand. His piercing green eyes glared at her. He was a good judge of people and it was all too obviously to him that this girl liked his friend. He hated anyone coming on to his friends; he felt like they were going to steal them away from him. Waiting for the girl to leave, he stole a look at the paper. "Artistic, are you?" he questioned, before answering his previous question about his ride. "Oh, yeah. My bike's over there," he said, pointing to the silver bike on a small, close parking spot.

[Dr Henry McCoy]

"And left foot, and right foot, and left, and right, and jump!" Cosyne was as good as his word, and he leapt from one tree branch to another, his apparent light-footed grace belied by his gangly body - in more simplistic terms, he looked like he could trip over a snail. However, quite what everyone else thought of him didn't register to the fifteen year old, so he continued to defy, whatever the word was, and do whatever he liked. It was working pretty well so far. He continued his aimless activity on the second branch, his arms outstretched to provide balance - or to make him look like a plane, he didn't know or care which.

"And right foot, and left foot, and whaaaaaaaa!" That long, drawn out syllable was plain enough - Cosyne, or Jack as he preferred to be known, had slipped, his right foot having taken a sabbatical from balance it would seem. However, this was hardly the first time this had happened (and he still squawked every time), and he'd by now perfected a safety net as it were. Of course, if he weren't who he was, it would fail quite miserably and make the fall back down to the forest floor even more perilous, namely lethal. But Jack wasn't one for coulds and maybes. He didn't have a use for them, so they didn't register. Much.

"That's mine, that's mine, don't know what that is, oooh, sweet! Mine, mine . . ." Jack had hooked the ankle closest to the branch around the wood, then brought the other ankle to do the same. He was hanging upside down, suspended by his ankles alone, but he was more preoccupied with the items of interest that were falling out of his jacket and trouser pockets. He would lean forward, back, left, wherever, to catch them as they fell down to him, though this had the slight flaw - very slight - as he had more stuff than hands. And some of his stuff wouldn't survive the fall. He had to think, but not necessarily quickly. He let his ankles come free of the branch, and immediately brought them back, so that in the space of a short two seconds, he had landed on his feet with his stuff in his hands and his hair in the exact same position it'd been beforehand. Nothing could be said against using tree sap for hair gel. Well, apart from the 'natural' smell - very sweet, though in a tacky way - and near tearing of the hair in order to get it out after twelve hours.

He popped the sweet he'd claimed from the depths of his pockets into his mouth, noting the taste of mint and lint didn't go quite as well together as he'd hoped, before spitting it out into the nearby stream. Jack watched the little mint bob along the face of the water with childlike interest, imagining what it'd be like if it were, say, two foot long and wide, and capable of supporting his weight. It'd be like surfing . . . surfing on a mint! Unperturbed by his mind's strange considerations, Jack sorted through the objects in his hands and put them back where they belonged. Once this was done, he patted down his jacket collar - it'd fallen upwards, too, giving him an Elvis-esque neck thingy-ma-bob - and looked around like a small, exploring puppy for something else to see and/or do.

He didn't have to wait long - he could hear something. Something moving, that he could tell . . . hmm, something very, very fast, that too; it wasn't going all out, no, but he could still tell it was maybe capable of, hmm . . . actually, why did he care? There was something fast out there, maybe even as fast as he was, and it was going toward Port Angeles - his port of call (ha-ha) in a few hours anyway. Jack didn't waste anytime - he rushed through the forest, heading in a direction whereby he would intersect with the source of the sound in a few minutes. Plenty of time to get ready for the shift, rucksack mess-about and subsequent race, which would in turn lead to lots of breathing, moving and maybe howling if he felt like it.

[Shadow Piranha]

"Yea," Zephyr said slightly embarrassed before unfolding the paper and handing it to Luke. He'd only gotten to the first details on the dress, and the woman in the dress still looked like a faceless mannequin. "It's not much yet but I plan on finishing it sometime or another. Probably one of like thirty-six or so that I haven't finished drawing." He said with a laugh, a bit surprised that he was letting Luke look at the drawing. He had a bad habit of going totally bat-s**t crazy if people looked at his unfinished work but with Luke... it just didn't seem like that big of a deal. Glancing up, Zephyr followed the point of Luke's finger to the "bike" outside. "Whoa... that's yours?" Zephyr asked, slightly envious. He loved motorbikes, but with the weather in Forks it was nearly impossible to ride one without having to wear a rain coat for fear of it suddenly pouring down rain and getting soaking wet. A brief mental image of Luke on the bike, shirtless and wet cropped up but with a quick blink and a hard swallow it went away - thankfully.

Mohinder's post is coming up in a few minutes.

[Shadow Piranha]

"Tickin' like a time bomb drinkin' till the night's gone..." Mohinder sang along. "Get your hands off 'a this glass, last call my a**!" Mohinder laughed, glancing over in the seat and ruffling Sasha's fur as she tried to sing/howl along. Shaking his head he put his eyes back on the road and then glanced around. No one was around, and this was his only chance in probably a while he'd have to do anything fun. Licking his lips as a mischievous smile crossed his lips, he pressed his foot against the gas a bit more. Since he was on a straight stretch, Mohinder felt a bit disobedient. Taking another quick glance around, Mohinder let out a breath of air. "Hold onto your fur Sasha, the ride's about to get... well, fast," Mohinder said with a laugh before easing his foot down. 60... 65... 70.. 80... 90... Mohinder thought, the trees rushing by so fast he wouldn't have known they were trees.

Glancing out the window, Mohinder did a double take - glancing from the road out the window and back again. He could have swore he had seen something, but then again he was going... 110, it could just be the fact that he was speeding. Nearing the end of the straight stretch, Mohinder eased his foot from the gas, pressing on the brake. He was not in any position to get a speeding ticket, though that would be a fun challenge. Sasha whimpered in the seat beside him and he frowned down at her, turning up the radio - though it was playing a CD - and put it on his favorite track. "Got to meet the hottie with the million dollar body, they say it's over budget but you'd pay her just to touch it - come on!" Mohinder sang along, glancing down at the speedometer a bit disheartened to see it read 60, and then 55 - the actual speed limit.

"Happy you little runt?" Mohinder asked Sasha, glancing over in the seat at the little dog who gave a bark at her name but didn't stop shaking. Rolling his eyes, Mohinder turned the radio up a little, tapping his thumbs on the steering reel and bobbing his head along with the music. A sign along the side of the road told him he was only about 5 minutes away from Port Angeles. Well, it didn't literally say that, but the distance it gave let him make that estimate. "Let's hope there's a good mall, or something, right Sasha?" Mohinder muttered, glancing out the window as he saw something again. Frowning, but not in the mood to have his mind play tricks on him, Mohinder pulled a set of sunglasses from the sun visor and put them on before placing his hands back on the steering wheel. Adjusting the car's position so that he was on his side of the road again, Mohinder went back to his music.

I had a bit of trouble getting this written, lol. Kept singing instead of writing. T__T Sorry. Also, this is the Ferrari he has, in case anyone was wondering.

[Sadie The Little Lady]

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«Katherine Morgan»
►Kitty◄



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Once in her room, Katherine pulled on a striped tank top, and some dark skinny jeans. Putting on purple socks, and grabbing her brush off her dresser, which wasn't there. "Where's my brush?" She asked aloud, and then said it louder as she opened her door. "Where's my brush!?" Instantly going into Tabitha's and Talia's room. She scanned the room, not even bothering answering Tabitha's "what are you doing in here?" Narrowing her eyes, and sighing, Kate left the room, and remembered where her brush was. She had accidentally hit it off her dresser in her sleep, and she'd woken up when she'd hit it. It had hurt. Katherine had a bruise on her arm from it.

Going back into her room, the girl got down on all fours, and looked under her bed. There it was. Kate grabbed it, and pulled it out. She shook it from dust bunnies, and ran it through her hair. "There, that's better." After she'd brushed it, Katherine ran her hands through her hair, and shook her head. Glancing at her clock, Katherine left her room. "I'm going out," she said to no one in particular as she passed the living room where Daisy, Aaron and her uncle Travis was. She opened her front door, and stepped out.

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[Shadow Piranha]

[[BRAIN BURST!!
O.O
We totally need a baddie to come in and attack Katherine. Not that I dislike Katherine, I just got the idea after I read your post Sadie. Just an idea, and I'd love to be the baddie, but yea.. Please?]]

[Sadie The Little Lady]

[[Sure, go ahead :3 ]]