Welcome to Gaia! ::


casper.
User Image

                  ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx▅▅▅▅▅▅


Casper smiled at the girl who had come to sit by him. Why... she was quite a cute girl. She looked smart. He didn't really talk, since the teacher had cleared his throat and looked at all of the lessons. "Well... it would look like you are a bit behind in your studies at your old school..." He paused and cleared his throat, asking a few questions, asking where she had left off at her old school. after that he looked at Casper, and asked if he would be willing to help her catch up, thinking that it might help the new student make friends, since Casper was a good student, and friendly.


Yellow matter custarda
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

SEE HOW THEY FLY LIKE LUCY IN THE SKY,
XXXXXXXXXXXX..XXXXXI'M CRYING.

Ruthless Poster

User Image

Belle Hart


What does it feel like,
When life's in your hands?
The craving for power,
Has gone to your head!


Belle spoke of her lessons and explained what she had learned as best as she could, although she really was not the ideal math student, she had at least kept up. Belle was quiet when the teacher asked the vampire decided her to give her lessons, Belle wanted to protest, but she would, later and after the teacher had left. Belle would study and catch up on her own. She'd be fine, and anyway, she worked better alone. But for now, she just looked at the guy, waiting for his response.


What does it feel like,
To feel nothing at all?
Is it your call,
To be playing God?


"Don't you dare think you could ever own me."
User Image
MY NAME IS...

lloɹ puɐ ʞɔoɹ ǝʌol ı

And when my mind is free you know melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue the guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony


Ash regained her composure very quickly and gave one of her award winning smiles and laughed, "I'd be very grateful." She said happily. She was very much always so bubbly. "So, what class do you have down here?" She asked. Her brown eyes were so bright, like she had been crying, that fresh glassy look, but so lively and happy. It was an odd combination, but they were very unique, well... sort of unique, giving her sister had the same colored eyes.

Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And Drift Away...


ʎqɐq xoqǝʞnɾ ǝɥʇ uı ǝɯıp ɹǝɥʇouɐ ʇnd


...Ash Hart...

Ruthless Poster

User Image
Abel Hauser



Babe, I ain't no Superman, Edward Cullen or Prince Charming.



Abel looked at her and into her eyes, he had to assume that she was always happy. He came to the conclusion that she was the kind of person that, if you made them cry, it's almost like a sin. "I have guitar class." He told her, "we work with your class on a lot of things." He turned down a corridor and then pointed, "here you go, and there's me, right across the hall."



Hell, I don't even like the colors, the glitter or the white horse.



"So, stop waiting for me to come around."
casper.
User Image

                  ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx▅▅▅▅▅▅


Casper nodded his head to the teacher with a light, airy smile. "Of course I will." He felt rays coming off of the girl. She wasn't a people person...or a vampire person. He opened his own Math book. The tecaher gave some long, droned lecture on the chapter, that Casper didn't pay too much attention to, mut seemed more intent on the doodles on his notebook. Like Math was hard.


Yellow matter custarda
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

SEE HOW THEY FLY LIKE LUCY IN THE SKY,
XXXXXXXXXXXX..XXXXXI'M CRYING.

Ruthless Poster

User Image

Belle Hart


What does it feel like,
When life's in your hands?
The craving for power,
Has gone to your head!


While Belle, on the other hand, worked very hard, struggling to get what he was saying, she nibbled on her pencil when she was lost, and never once asked a question. She had no intention of being noticed, but at the end of class, the teacher destroyed all of that. "Alright, now as you finish up the assignment, would our newcomer, Ms. Belle Hart please come up." Belle let out a low groan, one that she assumed no one but she could hear, before she slowly stood and walked to the front of the class, exposed in her silly little outfit as she felt totally out of place. "Alright, everyone, this is our new student, Ms. Hart, I'm leaving her open to questions. Ms. Hart, feel free to refuse to answer any question you want, and class, any inappropriate questions will send you straight to the principal. Now..." he sat down and smiled, waiting for it to begin.
"What blood type are you?"
The first question. It sent shivers up and down Belle's spine and she swallowed, "I don't know." She answered, "I've never asked my doctor."
"What's your favorite color?"
Belle suppressed another groan, feeling like this was going to be a very long last ten minutes.


What does it feel like,
To feel nothing at all?
Is it your call,
To be playing God?


"Don't you dare think you could ever own me."
User Image
MY NAME IS...

lloɹ puɐ ʞɔoɹ ǝʌol ı

And when my mind is free you know melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue the guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony


Ash hummed as she bobbed her head in a nod. "Nice!" She said happily, the 'c' in nice kind of slurring a bit with the tiny, barely noticable lisp she had. "I guess I'll be seeing you around then." She tucked her hair behind her ear before heading into her class with a content smile on her face. Though at the last minute wished she had asked what his name was... oh well, she would probably see him later on it would seem. She smiled warmly at the teacher, and explained that she was new. The teacher was really nice, and had her sit down next to another girl. The girl was pretty and seemed nice with blond hair and brown eyes like milk chocolate. She wore a thin, yellow scarf around her neck.

Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And Drift Away...


ʎqɐq xoqǝʞnɾ ǝɥʇ uı ǝɯıp ɹǝɥʇouɐ ʇnd


...Ash Hart...

Ruthless Poster

User Image
Abel Hauser



Babe, I ain't no Superman, Edward Cullen or Prince Charming.



Abel moved into his own room, and soon enough the room across the hall from Ash was filling with amazing music that involved way more then just guitars. It even managed to flood it's way across the hall to the music history class. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" The girl with blond hair smiled, closing her eyes and humming, "I love their music, that's what makes this my favorite class."



Hell, I don't even like the colors, the glitter or the white horse.



"So, stop waiting for me to come around."
casper.
User Image

                  ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx▅▅▅▅▅▅


Casper stared up at the new girl. Belle Hart. It sounded kind of fake actually. Like something from a really old romance novel. He didn't ask a question right away. He just listened to the stupid questions being asked. Stuff like, what do you like to do. Some people were muttering some crude things, but didn't want to get into trouble. Finally Casper gave a sigh and smiled at her, "What in the world are you doing up there?" He finally asked. "You don't want to be in front of anyone, just sit down." He had never been one for rules... at all.


Yellow matter custarda
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

SEE HOW THEY FLY LIKE LUCY IN THE SKY,
XXXXXXXXXXXX..XXXXXI'M CRYING.

Ruthless Poster

User Image

Belle Hart


What does it feel like,
When life's in your hands?
The craving for power,
Has gone to your head!


"No, I don't like to eat seafood. Period." Belle grumbled, then turned to the next question, which happened to be quite a simple one, from the guy sitting next to her. "Uh-" She honestly couldn't answer that one, turning back to the teacher who raised an eyebrow at her, "would you like to sit down? We only have a few minutes left anyway." Belle gave a grateful smile, nodding her head and leaving the stage, a lot of classmates, particular the vampire boys, were disappointed and protested. Belle remained the silent stone, at her next and pretending to get back to concentrating on her assignment so no one would bug her as they all started to gossip.


What does it feel like,
To feel nothing at all?
Is it your call,
To be playing God?


"Don't you dare think you could ever own me."
User Image
MY NAME IS...

lloɹ puɐ ʞɔoɹ ǝʌol ı

And when my mind is free you know melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue the guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony


Ash had a lazy grin on her face as she heard the music from the other room. It was amazing. This class might have to be her favorite already, and she hadn't even gone to any other class. She nodded to the girl next to her. "It's brilliant." She whispered brightly. It was like nothing she had ever heard. Like an otherworldly symphony, she could never play like that.

Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And Drift Away...


ʎqɐq xoqǝʞnɾ ǝɥʇ uı ǝɯıp ɹǝɥʇouɐ ʇnd


...Ash Hart...

Ruthless Poster

User Image
Abel Hauser



Babe, I ain't no Superman, Edward Cullen or Prince Charming.



The girl giggled as the other one, with red dye in her hair agreed. She felt like they could be good friends. "You're new." She commented. "It's wonderful to meet you, I'm Angelique. But usually my friends just call me Angel." She flushed, "or... at least my boyfriend does. But you can call me that too, it's so much easier. I think I'm going to start turning it into my nickname."



Hell, I don't even like the colors, the glitter or the white horse.



"So, stop waiting for me to come around."
casper.
User Image

                  ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx ▅▅▅▅▅▅ xxx▅▅▅▅▅▅


Casper watched the girl as she sat down. Hm... antisocial Belle. Girls like that were always funny to make awkward, and it was always so easy to make them angry. He just kept on doodling for the rest of class. After the bell rang he glanced at her, the new girl. "I'm guessing you don't want to have me help you catch up?" He asked.


Yellow matter custarda
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

SEE HOW THEY FLY LIKE LUCY IN THE SKY,
XXXXXXXXXXXX..XXXXXI'M CRYING.
User Image
MY NAME IS...

lloɹ puɐ ʞɔoɹ ǝʌol ı

And when my mind is free you know melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue the guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you've given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony


"Wow... Angelique..." Ash smiled and nodded her head, "Angel is nice." She said. Her boyfriend. Angel seemed really really nice. Wow, that's two people in a row. Great! "My name's Ash." She said, still smiling. Most people thought it was short for ashley or something, but nope. It was just Ash.

That hit off the start to a really good class. Then the bell seemed to come way to soon. She gave a small sigh as she stood up. "Ahw... darn." She said, she had already made friends with half of the class, and would tackle the other half tomorrow.

Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And Drift Away...


ʎqɐq xoqǝʞnɾ ǝɥʇ uı ǝɯıp ɹǝɥʇouɐ ʇnd


...Ash Hart...

Ruthless Poster

User Image

Belle Hart


What does it feel like,
When life's in your hands?
The craving for power,
Has gone to your head!


Belle blinked then the vampire guessed what she was going to tell him. "Y-yeah." She said, putting on her backpack, "I mean- I can figure it out for myself, I'll catch up." She nodded, "but, you know, thanks for volunteering." She gave him an awkward smile, "so... see ya." She turned, letting out a huff as she looked at her schedule, looking around and trying her best to remember which way it was to History. But with the crowds and people staring at her, it was harder.


What does it feel like,
To feel nothing at all?
Is it your call,
To be playing God?


"Don't you dare think you could ever own me."

Quick Reply

Submit
Manage Your Items
Other Stuff
Get GCash
Offers
Get Items
More Items
Where Everyone Hangs Out
Other Community Areas
Virtual Spaces
Fun Stuff
Gaia's Games
Mini-Games
Play with GCash
Play with Platinum