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[wfftitwff]

Vixen frowned slightly when Pheonix came up empty handed as well. It rather disappointing. It probably didn't show in her face, but she head felt like it was close to exploding. Of course, that was normal for her by now. She couldn't really remember a time when she wasn't hung over. "Damn.." she mumbled in response.

She lifted her head and turned her attention back to the nameless male in front of her. She grinned slightly, seeing his reaction to her name. She loved seeing people's reactions. When she was younger, she asked her mother why she picked such an outrageous name for her. She said it was because of her eyes. Even as a baby, they were hypnotizing, like a siren's. Vixen shook his hand slightly as he introduced himself, having a reaction of her own to his name. 'Typhoon? Interesting..' She heard the name before. From what she heard, he was known for throwing parties and stealing girls. Her grin widened. This would be fun. Very fun indeed. This poor boy probably had no idea what he was getting himself into.

She slid her hand from his and placed it on her lap. She glanced over at Pheonix and shook her head lightly. "Probably not. I don't go to many house parties." If he was who she thought he was, it meant he threw plenty of parties in his big mansion of a house. Honestly, those parties weren't Vixen's things. The only people that tended to go to those parties were pathetic little wannabe high school kids who got wasted off wine coolers. But this one could be interesting.

She grinned up at him and leaned forward slightly. "As long as you promise to save me a drink and a dance... I'll be there."

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[Silentsteps33]

Ben was never good in serious situations. Dealing with sad people didn't fall within his comfort zone. He leaned in and with a thumb, wiped away the tears forming in her eyes. Ben wrapped his arm tighter around his friend. "Now beautiful, if I ever OD, I leave all my paintings to my lovely wife -which is you- and you can do what you will with them. Sell them, burn them. They're a lot more useful then I am," He laughed, and kissed her forehead.

Benjamin let her tangle her fingers in his hair and leaned down so it was more comfortable for him. He placed the nearly empty coffee cup on the bench next to him. Ben watched her face as Lilly looked at the drawing of her. She hugged him and he moved his arm down to her waist. "Oh love, you know that's a damn lie. That drawing is a hell of a lot less beautiful then you are," Ben smiled, showing his teeth. "I could have done a better one high, captured you in your true next to naked dancing light, but I know you hate it when I shoot up... so, yeah," he finished some what lamely.

At home, Ben had quite a few drawings and paintings tacked up around his room of Lilly. All done in various sates of mind. High, Sober, horny ect. She had seen them all, Ben had nothing to hide from her. When she came over, the teen never did much of a job to try and tidy up, except maybe he'd put away a needle or two, and his stash. One thing that he did hide from her though was he had OD'd before. A few times actually. But they had always managed to bring him back. Maybe she was right to worry, what if next time Ben's heart didn't start up again.

Pushing the thought from his head, Ben stood up, pulling Lilly up with him. "You're going to be late for class," he said with mock shock. He wasn't going to be going to class with his friend though. It was sort of an unspoken understanding between the teachers and the teen that Ben would come in when he was sober enough to not fall asleep or disrupt the class. Despite popular belief though, Benjamin was not failing any of his classes. High 60's to low 70's in some, but nothing below that. He got his homework from classmates, or teachers would leave it for him at his locker and he'd do it and hand it in the next time he saw a teacher. This system only worked because no teacher in they're right mind wanted the artist in their room high on acid.




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[SweetScarlette]

Landon ScottXXXXX☆

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
if you didn't have this chance then I never did
you'll always find me right there, again

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XXXXA harsh beeping filled Landon's small room. He groaned an pulled his pillow over his head. There was no way in hell he was ready to get up just quite yet. But the droaning of his alarm was loud enough to penetrate through his pillow and into his ears. He growled and threw the pillow over his head and fumbled around on the stack of magazines and books that was his nighstand until he found the alarm and switched it off. He was too awake now to go back to sleep so he might as well just get up now. He tossed the covers off him and he sat up, putting his face in his hands yawning. He sat there for several minutes trying to shake himself free of the small voice in the back of his head telling him to go back to sleep. A light knock on the door caused him to raise his head. "Wake up dear, It's a Friday.. Just one more day and it's the weekend," his grandmothers muffled voice said. He smiled. She was such a sweet old lady, he didn't know what he'd do without her. Encouraging him to go to school was just one of the few things she did for him. "Alright Grams, I'm up," he called out hoarsely, his voice not yet as smooth and seductive as it usually is. He stood and walked across his small room to the door and opened it just in time to catch his grandmother walking into her room. "There's an apple on the counter for you," she waved him off and then slowly shut the door behind her. He walked into the bathroom across the hall and took a quick shower long enough to clean him and not long enough for him to want to stay in forever. Funny how long warm showers make you want to do that.

Once he was out he wrapped a towel around his face and played with his hair until it was his usual perfect, messy style. He then took a minute to step back and admire himself; his right pierced n****e, a dare from Naveah who didn't think he'd do it but Landon did, the six back he'd happily worked up to over the past few years, and the battle scars he'd encountered over the years. Not bad, Landon thought to himself. It was no lie that Landon was proud of himself and even a little cocky at times, but oh well. It just made him sexier in his opinion. Once he was done with all that he walked back to his room and unplugged his phone from it's charger.

To:Naveah
On my way to the school in a few, where you at?

To: Nebraska
Did you do anything to my voodoo doll last night?
I can't seem to shake my exhaustion!

He smiled as he slid his phone shut and tossed it on the bed. Playing along to Nebraska's beliefs on her happy supernatural abilities always amused him and he couldn't help but play along. She was one of his good friends after all. He finished getting ready by dawning anything that smelled good, walking back to the bathroom to brush his teeth and spray on just a hint of cologne, for the ladies, as he would always say and then back to his room to grab his guitar and phone. All his school things were already at school since he felt no need to bring them home everyday. He walked out his bedroom door and approached his grandmother's. He knocked and then slowly peaked his head in. There she was in all her glory sitting in her rocking chair, knitting and watching some soap opera she recorded the day before. "I'm headin' out Grams," he smiled as he walked in, kissed her cheek and then headed for the door. "Have a good day and treat those as you want to be treated," she told him. He turned his head slightly and smirked at her. "Yes ma'am," and grabbed the apple on the counter on his way out.

He walked outside and took a deep breath of air before getting into his old truck. Nothing fancy really, just something to get him places but he'd be lying if he said he didn't love his truck. It had character. He peeled off down the road singing along loudly to a song on the radio with all the windows rolled down. It wasn't long before he reached the school and spotted Naveah's car in the parking lot. The same Naveah that hadn't seemed to text him back yet. He pulled in next to it, shaking his head at the fact he left the hood down. He turned off the engine and stepped out of the truck. "Naveah, one of these days, someone is going to steal that car.. And I might be one of them.." he trailed off finally taking notice of someone actually still in the car. He crept closer realizing it was Naveah sleeping happily in the front seat of his car. Landon started laughing as he strode over and hopped into the passenger's seat. "Wakey wakey Naveah.. I'll take the car for a little spin if you don't," he teased as he gently nudged Naveah's arm to wake him up.



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[x HoneyCocaine]

----i never wanted to be one of them.



Naveah had been peacefully asleep. How was he able to fall asleep in a convertible with the hood down? He was just never worried. If someone even attempted to rob him, most likely it would have been a student. He wouldn't dare fall asleep anywhere else, especially with the hood down. The fact that this was his favorite car, he was a bit careless with it. His father said he needed to get out of such a habit. Also someone else, Landon. Landon always calmed that one day he was going to steal his car. Naveah never took him seriously of course, only because Landon was his best friend. If the male ever took his car, Naveah would surely get payback some way. The male had only been asleep for a few moments, right? It felt like it. It had actually been a hour, it was going on seven which meant the bell was going to ring. He had no worries, he didn't have a first period.

He didn't hear Landon's truck drive up next to him. He didn't hear Landon's remark before Landon realized that Naveah was asleep. When the male slipped in next to him, Naveah had been somewhat aware that someone was next to him. Though when he heard "car" and "little spin" the male stirred awake. Landon, you know that wouldn't be the best idea, the male said in his monotone voice. The male managed to finally open his eyes to reveal his blue colored orbs as he looked at the male in front of him. The male sat up a bit and adjusted himself a bit. A small yawn escaped his lips. Naveah was known to sleep anywhere, anytime, no matter the conditions. He had two reasons: One, his father. His father always gave him a workload, basically to prepare him for after college. His father said it was best to start early, he wish he had. And two, and this wasn't the main reason. Ash. Ash and his toys. Ash was known to NEVER sleep alone. Ever since the parents left the boys under the care of their bodyguard, butlers and maids, and Ash was introduced to sex. He always brought people home. The worst people were the screamers. The thought of it made the male groan.

Looking at Landon once more, the male cleared his throat. Dad mailed me a bunch of paperwork, plus Ash brought home a bunch a people. I swear he's getting out of control, Naveah said. It was obvious that Naveah cared for his twin. Out of their whole life span, Ash had two near-death experiences. The recent one was the scariest since Naveah knew what was happening. Naveah and Ash had only been seven when the first happened. He was so young, Naveah didn't know what was happening. It was a complete blur of colors and noises. He sighed softly before pulling his phone out his pocket. When he checked the time, he also seen that he had a message. Unlocking the phone, he seen it was from Landon. Oh, well, now you see that I was busy, he glanced at Landon. Throwing him a half smile, before question. So, you skipping first period or something? Class starts soon.

[SweetScarlette]

Landon ScottXXXXX☆

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
if you didn't have this chance then I never did
you'll always find me right there, again

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XXXX Landon smirked, showing his bright teeth. "Maybe, maybe not.. We'll just have to see," he shrugged in a teasing manner. Landon was only kidding about the car. Yes, it was nice and it'd be amazing to have one day but he had his beautiful truck to keep him company and barely enough money for even lunch. A new car was not going to be anywhere in his plans anytime soon. The one thing he envied most about Naveah was having so much money to blow, although if he had that kind of money, he wouldn't just spend it on anything. He'd use it to help his gradmother out, with a bigger house, more money for food, and maybe to see a doctor. Lately, she had been forgetting things.. Nothing major just.. Little things. But it keeps eating away at him in the back of his head.

Landon met Naveah's gaze. It must be hard for Naveah, having to live up to his father's standards and knowing he would have to take his father's place someday. And then there's Ash. Ash always seems to leave such a bitter taste in Landon's mouth. Maybe it's the fact he's arrogant and flirts with anything that breaths? Or maybe because he has sex with a girl then leaves her hanging? He wasn't sure, but it was quite clear to him and even Ash that they were always going to clash. "I'm sorry man.. If you ever need a place to crash there's my place but you know it's not much," he trailed off and looked away for a moment. Naveah was the only friend he's ever showed his home to. Landon actually has always been very embarassed of his lack of money and because of that, the way his home looks. But even though Naveah is quite the opposite of him, he's never made Landon feel bad for it at all. Which was a plus considering..

"But, I know how you feel about leaving Ash alone," he met Naveah's gaze once more. He decided not to say anything about Ash getting out of control since it would only make him angry and it would bring out the hate he has towards him, and no one knows about how Ash and Landon feel about eachother. Landon preferred it to stay that way. Landon watched him take out his phone and then laughed. "Clearly..," he looked around, back towards the school campus. "Maybe.. I might just go to the roof and play for a while," he said tapping his guitar filled case which was placed standing up, leaning against the car. "Got alot on my mind lately," he glanced back at Naveah and gave him a small smirk. The roof was Landon's known hangout by only his closest friends. It's where he went when he had no where else to go.

"I guess I already know you're not going to first period cause' well.. You have none. Lucky b*****d," he teased and got out of the car, slinging his guitar over his shoulder. "Care to join me up there? I'll even play you a song or two since you have nothing else to do all morning," he teased and started towards the school, walking slow enough where Naveah could catch up if he wanted to go with him.



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[x HoneyCocaine]

----i never wanted to be one of them.



Naveah was grateful to have a friend like Landon. The way the two met wasn't anything special. When Naveah and Ash moved from New York, they were five. Landon was the first person that the twins had met. Naveah wasn't too fond of him, he even told the boy that. Though, Landon continued to stick with the boys. Literally. Naveah soon figured out that the other wasn't a bad guy and they soon became best friends. Ah, I might have to take you up on that offer if he brings a group again, he told Landon. Which made him think of something, how's grandma? Grandma was what he called Landon's grandma. He had actually gotten close enough to the lady to where he called her that. He love elderly people as well. As cruel as he can be, he couldn't be mean to them. They were like a weakness.

Before getting out of the car, he put the top up before locking the doors. He decided he might as well go up to the roof with Landon. He might be able to catch a few more z's. Catching up to the other, he chuckled. Well, it's not my fault. They told me that I was able too. Hey, maybe next semester, you'll get lucky. He dug his hand in his coat as the two walked. It's shocking that Landon didn't have the free periods but Ash did. So, got a date for this lame dance?

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[DeadlySugarCooki]

Lilliana Jade Holden
The Artsy Aussie



Lilly just shook her head. "I know you don't think it could happen... but it could." She just shook her head. "I'd keep your paintings. Every single one of them." She smiled before kissing his cheek. "Just be careful," she muttered. She shook her head as he commented on her beauty compared to his picture's. "I like this one. It doesn't make it seem as though you're constantly picturing me naked." She laughed softly and pressed a hand to his cheek, pulling back. "It's beautiful," she said again.

As Ben pulled her up, she became dizzy. "Ugh. Do you have to do that," she practically groaned. "And yeah... so what if I'm late to class? I don't really care that much." She ran a hand through her hair. "My first period is lame anyways. Math. Nothing creative about English. You could give 5 million people the same question, and they'd all see it relatively the same. Maybe use 3 or 4 different equations. But they'd all come to the same conclusion. And the equations are all pre-determined. It's stupid." She shook her head. "Why don't we just hang out or something?"

Lilliana usually wasn't the kind of girl to skip class. But her teacher had been getting on her last nerve. Mr. Graham-- or Mr. Graham Cracker as she called him-- kept getting on her to join the mathletes. She was really good at math, but she hated it. It was too simple. Nothing in it ever changed. She liked things that changed. Things you could create on your own. Math was too... stagnant for her. She smiled. "And I forgot to ask stud muffin. You goin' to the dance? I'm sure someone must have asked you by now?"

[SweetScarlette]

Landon ScottXXXXX☆

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
if you didn't have this chance then I never did
you'll always find me right there, again

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XXXX Landon heard Naveah's footsteps following behind him so he stopped for a moment to let him catch up and then he continued on with Naveah by his side. "A group.. Now that's just alot of work.. Not my kinda fun if you know what I mean," he glanced at at Naveah and shot him a half smile. "And personally, I don't like to share," he laughed as he went around the side of the school to the back 'staff only' entrance. Landon knew every inch of the school, even the the parts that were off limits to students. But he never got caught and he always knew every person on staffs' schedule. And no one knew he took his place on the roof almost every day so there was no meed to worry. As soon as the topic changed to his grandmother he looked down and was at a loss for words. "I don't know man.." he said quietly as he held open the door for Naveah to walk through. "She's been actin' weird lately.. It's probably nothing but you know me. She's all I got and I worry about her," he looked Naveah in the eyes before going ahead of him to make sure the coast was clear to head up the stairs to the roof.

"It's like.. She's fine most days and then there are just some days she.. forgets things.. Nothing huge," he hesitated as they finally reached the roof. "Just.. Little things.." he ran his fingers through his hair and walked towards the edge of the building. "And I'm gonna' be honest, Naveah. It scares me," he admitted. Higher up on the roof of the school there was alot more wind then on ground level, as well as fresher air. It was one of the reasons he liked it up there, besides it being secluded and higher up. "She actually called his name.. My dad's.. " he grit his teeth and sat down with his feet hanging over the edge. He took out his guitar and placed it against him. The anger he felt for his dad.. the pain he had for his mother. It was all to much to take at one time. The only time he ever got things off his chest was when he was with Naveah. He placed his rough fingers over the strings of his guitar and began to play a slow, soft tune.

Only Naveah knew of his parent's tragedy. To sum it all up his father went crazy and killed his mother then killed himself. His mother in effort to protect him, hid him in the closet where he witnessed everything. Of course, his mind blocked it all out and he couldn't remember any of it, but sometimes it would come back to him. Just in short, bright flashes but that was enough to send him over the edge. No one would ever know such a thing happened to him because of the way he acts, the way he is. But he knows. And it eats away at him. He dropped his head. "I can't lose her," he mumbled.

"Enough of that though," he cleared his throat and took a deep breath, turning off that part of him. Something he did alot. "I'm probably just imagining things and being a worry-wort," he turned his head and smiled at Naveah. "I don't at the moment, but I'm sure someone will turn up and want to go with this masterpiece," he said gesturing to himself. "And what about you? Who are you going with?"




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[x HoneyCocaine]

xxBABY WHAT YOU WANT? YOUR BOY GOT THE TAB
I WANT YOU ,
xxxxxxx x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x

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THEY COPY MY DOMINEER. !
xxxxdon’t come any closer. shake it like you're supposed too.
xxxxplease' (have a little class;
xxTHEY BE TRYNA COPY AND PASTE ME.
xxTHEY BE TRYNA COPY AND PASTE ME.


OUTFIT



Ash Typhoon Culver scoffed, well, in his mind he did. She didn't do house parties, well, obviously she hasn't been to none of his. He chuckled. Ah, I see, he was about to speak but then she spoke of a little proposal. A dance and a drink? Hm, the male said. A bell had filled the male's ears. He had realized the bell had rung and decided he might as well get to it. Math, ugh. Not his best subject. He had a few people that he slept with in the class who helped him out. Well, more like did it for him while he slept. Ha, life was good. I'll have it happen, see you around, he winked at the female before walking away. Noticing that some girl was speaking to Leon, he wonder how that was going to go. That girl was kinda cute as well, and also had a unknown face.So many new people were coming. He loved it! "Good day Mr. Culver," his math teacher spoke to him. Ash had just walked by him and took a seat. He never liked the teacher.

( o o c : THE BELL HAS RUNG ! So hurry and finish up ^ ^ )

[x HoneyCocaine]

----i never wanted to be one of them.



Naveah wasn't one to show emotions. Though, when he heard about what was going on with Landon's grandmother. One thing came to his mind: Alzheimer. He wouldn't say he knew anyone with it, because he didn't. The twins grandparents had both passed on before the males even made ten. He wasn't sure if Landon was aware of it, and he wouldn't mention it. He knew their situation and knew that he probably wouldn't have the money to bring her to a doctor. Naveah did, and if their like family to him. He would treat them like family. He just didn't plan to tell the male of that plan, he would have to do a bit of research, maybe drop by and visit this weekend. He was sure he was going to pull a allnighter with this party going on later. When Landon mentioned his father, Naveah looked over at the other. He knew the whole story behind that as well. For Naveah to be so close to the boy, he was a brother to him. He remembered when Landon first mentioned his parents. Naveah had asked him what happened and he explained it. He seen the hurt in his eyes. Naveah had spoke of how he never sees his parents, and when he did, they still worked. He told Landon his biggest secret, his fear. His fear of being like that. He didn't want that.

When Landon changed the subject, Naveah had nodded his head and looked at the other. He chuckled at his response to Naveah's question. When the question turned on him, Naveah shook his head. When have I ever went with someone? Naveah was known to be the solo type. Ever event, he went by himself. He just felt comfortable that way. Hearing the bell ring, Naveah didn't budge a bit. I might drop by tomorrow, if your not busy. I need to get out of that house, maybe we can go to the mall or something, he told the other.
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[SweetScarlette]

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This__ is__ my__ grasp__ on__ what__ is__ real

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As Pheonix stood awaiting Rainer the bell suddenly rang. She looked back towards the campus. "Oh.. " she motioned towards the school. "I'm so sorry, Rainer, but I really should get going.. I don't even know where anything in the school is yet," she laughed awkwardly and pushed back some of the hair in her face. "I'm sure I'll see you around though.. Find me at lunch?" she bit her lip and then turned towards the school. Hopefully she would make more friends today along with Rainer. Being a loner at lunch time was not something she was looking forward too. As she stepped up onto the long sideway leading to the school entrance all that could be heard was the hustling and bustling of students, and her high heels. Yes, she wears highheels, she loves the feel and the sound and most importantly the added height to her five-foot-four stature.

There were tons of people everywhere and there were even some people who stood still eyes on her. Maybe Rainer was right.. It was obvious she was new. She hurried her walk until she found the office area. "Excuse me, Do you have a schedule for me?" she smiled at the secretary lady. "I'm Pheonix Bates.. New student," she explained to the ladies confused face. Understanding flooded through the ladies expression as she handed her a confusing looking map, a schedule and a bunch of papers that seemed to have no current value to her. "Thanks so much," she said as she walked out of the office and into the hallway. People were either running or walking quickly everywhere through the hallways. She took a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair. She looked down at her schedule and then at the map. If she was reading it correctly her first class was to the right.. Or left. She couldn't tell.. "Let's just go with the right.." she mumbled to herself.. Eventually finding the classroom in which she belonged. She checked in with the teacher who gave her a seat directly in the middle of the classroom and then took a seat there, watching as all the different students came in and noticed her appearance there. Apparently this was a small town.

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[SweetScarlette]

Landon ScottXXXXX☆

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
if you didn't have this chance then I never did
you'll always find me right there, again

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XXXX Landon laughed loudly. "Okay, maybe it's time we found you someone to take to a dance then. I know, I know, 'I go solo'" he did his best impression of Naveah possible, "but you have to socialize sometime," he smiled at his best friend. His silence and not furthuring conversation on the grandma topic made him want to thank him. His silence meant to Landon that he understood the situation and that it was a sensitive subject. The bell ringing disrupted his playing if only for a moment and then he kept at it once more, this time making it more upbeat and fun. He turned his head and looked at the male. "We could do that.." he said, weighing his options. "What are the plans for tonight then? Beer? Drugs? Please don't tell me drugs," he shook his head. "I had a girl almost OD in my car because of it the last time," he groaned. "Ash was the one who told me to take her home, I take her home and this is what happens!"

"The things I get for being such a gentlemen," he rambled on. "But anyways, the mall sounds good.. Just us?" he asked out of curiousity.




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[mademoiselle mulligrubs]

To say she was a morning person would be one hell of an understatement.

It was a normal morning. Or at least, as normal a morning it could be for someone like her. Namely, someone like Nebraska Jones. Or Dina Jansons, depending on who you talked to.

She was born in Latvia. She was born Dina Jansons. But then a couple months ago, she came to America. It was a new start in a new place. Why wouldn't she want to pick a new name? It was in a song, she'd heard it.

"We'll call her Nebraska, Nebraska Jones."

And now... she was Nebraska. Or Nebs. Nebsies, even. Except to the people who didn't like her. The people who didn't like her called her... freak. Weirdo. Morticia. (She actually liked that last one, though.) But, hey. When you were like Nebraska, that was just to be expected.

She supposed she sort of gave the other kids a reason to be cruel to her. Besides, here she was on a Friday morning before school sticking pins into a handmade doll because a kid on the street had called her 'Twiggy' and doubted her ability to channel the deceased. Well, this would teach that little douche to mess with sexy goths.

She checked her phone when it began to buzz, and there was a text from Landon. Landon was a nice guy. Especially compared to some of the people he was friends with. It was a wonder he was friends with a gal like Nebraska, but she wasn't complaining.

to; landon
from; nebraska
msg; oh s**t, sorry
i think my dog got a hold of you, bud
my late grandmother wanted to borrow my body and as you know, i'm not particularly au courant when that happens
sorry, hon!

"Dina! Jūsu skola gatavojas sākt drīz!*"

Nebraska rolled her eyes and got up from where she lay on her stomach. "Fine, māte!**" She called, dropping the doll and heading for the door. She picked up her bag along the way and slung it over her shoulder, pausing before leaving the house to check and make sure her dyed black hair was perfectly straight, like any good wannabe-psychic's hair should be. Then, it was to school.

It wasn't a long walk, especially when you were set with long legs like Nebraska happened to be. She was at school shortly, and she was skipping along with her hair bouncing along behind her, as per usual. She paid no mind to the fact that in the clunky boots she insisted on wearing, she was probably bound to trip and fall on her face sooner or later.

Nebraska was just about to head inside when she heard a familiar voice saying some rather rude things.

"HOW ABOUT I SHOVE THIS BURGER UP YOUR a**? HOW'S THAT FOR HIGH CHOLESTEROL?"

Oh... It sounded like Leo. Throwing another of his fits. Nebraska frowned slightly. She'd met the boy over the summer, when she'd stumbled upon him while leaving a seance. He'd been passed out on the sidewalk, and she'd taken home. She liked to think they were friends now, which pretty much made it her duty to go stop him from... well, whatever he was doing.

Nebraska ran over to where she'd heard Leo and she immediately spotted him roaring at some poor girl. Ugh... What a traumatizing first day this was going to turn out to be if things like this kept happening. Nebraska quickly went over and grabbed the girl's hand, yanking her away from Leo and pulling her along into the school without a word. Only when they were inside did she finally stop to speak to her. "Hey, that's Leo Rigby. He's, like, Mega Cranky Pants sometimes, as you can see. I'd totes avoid him if I were you." She nodded knowingly.

"Oh, and I'm Nebraska! Nebraska Jones. Pleased to meet you!" She stuck her hand out, grinning brightly.

But just then, the bell began to ring. "Oh. That's the bell, huh? I guess I should be getting to class then, or something." She dug around in her pocked and pulled out the paper with her schedule on it, mumbling a few words to herself in Russian. "Huh... This way," she said, turning and marching down the hallway and to her classroom without so much as a 'goodbye.'

[ sorry this sucks. :I
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translations:
* dina! your school is going to start soon!
** mother ]

[x HoneyCocaine]

She had only tried to be nice. Apparently Americans weren't too fond of finding out what was in their food. This was one of those moments when Zen wish she could have stood up for herself. How she wish she could have smacked that burger out of his hand, stomp her foot, point her finger, and call him out of his name… Whatever his name was. That didn’t go as she wished; she had spent a few seconds getting yelled at perse* and she had no choice but to stand there and look like a fool. Well, she could have moved, but her feet were glued to the ground. Her light brown orbs looked around and seen the others looking, snickering, pointing, she could tell some felt sorry for her. Though, that was probably like one person out of the ten billion that had seen her. She was weak, she felt the tears coming, and she felt the tingling sensation by her nose. It was a feeling she got before the tears would flow. She didn’t plan to cry on her first day of school, she made a bad impression just because she couldn’t keep her mouth shut.

One tear had managed to run down her cheek but it went unnoticed as she felt someone grabbed her. The startled female looked only to see jet black, long hair. She had stumbled once or twice before managing to keep up with the person’s speed. She managed to quickly wipe the wetness off of her face as they went inside the school building, when they stopped and her arm was released; she faced her hero. Yes, her hero. She saved her from being even more embarrassed. When she seen her savior, she had to admit. She was pretty and her fashion sense was odd… She loved odd, she was odd. The female’s voice spoke to her which caused the female (who had obviously been observing the other’s outfit) to look up at her face. She found out who the person was that yelled cruel things to her. Leo. Leo Rigby. Oh, she hoped she never ran into him again. He would probably just yell at her some more since he didn’t get to finish up back there. Honestly, she didn’t want to hear anymore she was already scared.

The female in front of her had been called Nebraska Jones. Odd name as well; she had to be friends with another odd girl. It was destined, well, in her mind it was. She had been reaching to shake the girl’s hand and open her mouth before she was startled by a loud, ringing noise. Oh, it was the bell; why must she be so jumpy all the time? When the female had obvious been more into getting to class instead of letting Zendaya even get a word out, she placed her arm back to her side. Her accent, the female had a accent, a Russian accent. Her English was so perfect and her voice with the accent probably made her a killer with the guys. Oh, she was just jealous! She watched as the female walked away, a small smile glued on her face. She had looked back at the doors they went through. She knew if she went through that door, people would snicker once more and that would get the attention of that Leo guy. She’ll get a death stare from him. She knew it. Maybe she should apologize… Maybe when she had some guts so just in case he yells at her; she’ll yell back.

As of now, she turned away from the door and headed to her literature arts class.

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