Ⓕantasy Ⓐcademy O/A! - Needs Guys - Shows What Happened

[StrawberryxChan]

"Oh yeah! I didn't did I? Well, it's Emiko, if you want you could give me a nickname." Emiko said as she soon finished her sandwich. "Hmm, want anything? I'm going to go get some chocolate milk." She said leaning back in her chair, waiting for an answer. She then turned her attention to Juliette, the girl who didn't answer for awhile. "Hello? Heellooo?" She said.

Emiko then started to shake the girl, hoping to wake her out of her thoughts. She then started to lightly knock on her head. "Is anyone there?" She asked. "Oh well." She said then turned her attention back to Prim. "Sooo?" She said waiting patiently for an answer.

~*Emiko Hawasami*~
~*Soon to have Athletic Power*~

[B a k a - c h a n]

Primerva Gibenson.

Kid genius? Or something more?


Prim nodded. Emiko. She'd remember that name, it was a cute one. When Emiko asked if Prim wanted anything, she immediately thought orange juice, but was distracted when Emiko started shaking Prim's roommate. It was actually pretty funny since the girl had been off in her own world for a while. Actually, ever since Prim had gotten to the table it seemed like. She frowned a little. They hadn't really talked much the night before, but that was becuase they were both exhausted, right? Prim didn't get the impression the girl didn't like her, but now she was starting to doubt that.

Prim shook her head then looked back up at Emiko, smiling. "Sure, actually, I'll come with you." She wanted to get more hashbrowns. No matter how full Prim got, she always had room for some hashbrowns. That and she wanted orange juice. And she wanted to fill up her water bottle with orange juice, since she had brought it with her this time. Oh, sweet orange juice, she thought with a smile.

Prim rumaged through her bag and grabbed her water bottle. It was pretty big, it usually lasted her the day when she filled it to the brim with the juice. She stood up and waited for Emiko before going with her to go get the food and orange juice.

[StrawberryxChan]

"Ok lets go!" Emiko said as she pretended to march while pointing at the line. She got in line and waited patiently for Prim to come. She was hoping that once Prim got in line she would ask more questions. Soon, Emiko's first friend in this school got in line and she started asking questions. "Soo, how old are you? I'm fifteen. What about grade? I'm in tenth."

After asking those questions she heard the cafeteria lady yell, "Next!" and she was next. "Sheesh lady, No need to yell." She said rubbing her ears. She got her milk and waited for Prim.

~*Emiko Hawasami*~
~*Soon to have Athletic Power*~

[xFrenchCookiex]

Taikii Michikaze
Power of White Magic

XXXX"Hmm..Nope, haven't heard that before." He said sarcastically.

XXXXHe may have heard it once or twice. However, probably not how a whole city or town would say it all the time.

XXXX"Disappear, huh?" Taikii saying with a suspicious look on his face.

XXXXSeems suspicious, something must be up. He tried to think of things that made it sound weird. Nothing came to mind. She didn't look like she liked magic tricks or anything like that. Something was up but, what?

XXXXHe just couldn't put his finger on it. He decided to forget it until a while longer. Maybe something would come to his mind if he didn't think about it. When he finally "got back to earth", Cleo was staring grievously behind him. He look weirdly at her.

XXXXThen asked "What's wrong?" and turned around.

[stormi_weathers]

Isabelle Cleora Byington...The Theif
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Cleo nodded. "Aye, disappear." She grinned happily. It was brilliant! She hadn't revealed that she was a Klepto, or a thief, yet still told the truth. It was perfect, simply perfect.

Then, after he spaced out for a while, he finally looked behind him. Cleo was beginning to wonder whether she would simply sit there all day staring in horror behind him, waiting for him to react. But, no! He fell for the oldest trick in the book.

At the exact instant that Taikii's eyes reverted behind him, Cleo's hand shot out. With perfected speed, she grabbed his can of pop, and hid it in her open messenger bag. Then the flap was whisked over the bag's top, making the item hidden from view. Before he had looked back around, she was back in the same position as before, not showing any sign of movement. "Oh, n-nothing!" She stuttered out innocently, "I j-just thought I s-s-s-saw something!" She gasped out. "It's gone now, I hope." She bit her lip, looking fearful.

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The thief is sorry he is to be caught, not that he is a thief
I'm not sorry at all.

[A h o u - c h a n]

::~Rika~::
:swordmaster:

Well I could go ask the front desk but they probably wouldn't know.
"Hmp why is it always so hard to find a jousting partner," she pouted but went back to being happy and jumpy after she checked her phone. New text sweet, from Leesha hmm I wonder why she'd text me. The text read 'Rika normally I wouldn't text you because I'm busy at work and I heard you were at school but this is important. Jason Roper got killed the other day and now the work station at your house was burn, the weird thing is that when we found Jason's body he had slices covering him and a hole through his heart. I don't know what going on but this is really weird. Maybe you should come back home and check it out, I don't feel so safe right now.' Well thats intresting I wonder how she thought of that one. Leesha always made something up just to see Rika because they were best friends but she could be annoying when she wanted to be. Rika put her sword back into it sheath and buckled it around her waist hoping they wouldn't take it away, she wouldn't let them touch it either way though. She wipped her forehead with the back of her hand. "Phew what a work out," she said smiling to herself, Rika walked back to her dorm, took a shower 'cause she didin't want to be a stinky and sweaty for her first class. She put any extra things she had away, keeping the sword with her she went back to the cafateria, Rika was getting hungry again. She got in line a this time grabed three stacks of pancakes, milk and went to go sit at a table where Cleo and Taikii were obviously they both were deep onto a conversation. "Hey I'm Rika mind if I sit by to guys?" She smilied as best she could and a nice as she could. Don't notice the sheath please oh please don't notice, she begged in her mind without faltering her smile.

[xFrenchCookiex]

Taikii Michikaze
Power of White Magic

XXXXAs Taikii looked behind him, nothing was there. In his mind he thought Okay.. She just thought she saw something. He turned back around and the table seemed really weird. He looked around as if something was lost and he was trying to find it.

XXXX"Hmm..I think I'm missing something" He said to himself.

XXXXSomething was wrong, he just couldn't tap on it. He furiously looked around. Something was missing, something important. Then it just clicked, like a light bulb. He opened Cleo's bag and saw his can of soda in there.

XXXX"Ha! I knew it" He said laughing.

XXXXFor some reason, if something had happened to his soda, he knew just where it was. Well, sometimes, most of the time he would get annoyed and furious. He knew where it was this time though. He had a feeling it was going to be in her bag. He popped the can open and started to drink it.

[I hope this is okay with you Cleo XD
I want to see how she will react o.o...]

[B a k a - c h a n]

Primerva Gibenson.

Kid genius? Or something more?


Between the two of them, they got their food and drinks and got into line. Prim was behind Emiko, who started asking questions like crazy again. Prim giggled to herself this time. The girl was her age after all, but not in her grade. The lunch lady distracted Emiko from her answers, and possible more questions. Prim followed Emiko through the lunch lady and once they were out of line Prim started to answer Emiko's questions.

"I'm fifteen too, but I'm in twelth grade." Prim didn't honestly care what people thought of her anymore. She had always been much smarter than anyone else who was her age, which was why she was always shoved up grades. She wasn't sure about this school, but if she honestly wanted to at her old school she could finish up in half the year and graduate earlier than the others in her grade. Even though she was three years younger than them. A lot of kids didn't like that. Some tried to pay her to do their assignments. In fact, that was how she made money. The money all went towards her technology, and the assignments were all easy anyways.

She went back to the table and sat down, calmly starting to eat her hashbrowns. She was midly curious what Emiko would say about her age and grade, but she doubted it was anything new.

[StrawberryxChan]

Once Prim got her food, Emiko heard her say that she was her age but in twelfth grade. "Your in twelfth grade?" She asked, almost shouting it. "That's so cool! Maybe you can, like, tutor me or something!" She then said when they got back to their table. She started gulping down her chocolate milk and finished right after she started. "Owwie!! My stomach hurts now!" Emiko whined.

All of a sudden Emiko felt better and started saying even more things. "I mean, who doesn't think thats cool? If you ask me that's really cool." She said really fast. Maybe she was getting hyper. Chocolate did make her hyper. "So, do you like chocolate? I like chocolate." Emiko said. She then started saying random things. "Popcorn!" She screamed loudly.

[B a k a - c h a n]

Primerva Gibenson.

Kid genius? Or something more?


Prim was a bit weirded out by Emiko's sudden burst of energy. But they were fiftenn and liable to do that sometimes, so she shrugged it off. Prim grabbed Emiko's arms and tugged on them gently. "Calm down girl!" she laughed. A couple people had looked up at the loud burst of popcorn.

"Yes, I'm in twelfth grade. Umm I suppose I could try to tutor you, but I'm not very good at that kind of thing." Prim frowned slightly though, thinking about how Emiko seemed to think it was cool, but many people she knew hated her for it. She shook her head, best not to let them get to her her mom always said. And for the most part she didn't let them get to her, but sometimes it was really hard not to.

"Yummy chocolate. I kind of want some now. Well, maybe not right now..." She went back to eating her hashbrowns, having loaded them with ketchup and salt. They were best that way.

[StrawberryxChan]

Emiko suddenly felt Prim tugging her arms gently and saying, "Calm down girl!". "Huh? What?" She said as she looked at Prim's hashbrowns. "That looks nasty." She then said making a disgusted face at Prim's once brown and crispy, turn to red and white. Haha! Santa Clause! Emiko thought. Okay, maybe she was still a little hyper.

"Oh well. You like what you like, and I like what I like." She said, smiling. She sighed one of those mushroom sighs in animes and leaned back in her chair. Emiko looked around for a clock, not seeing one. "Hey, what time is it?" She asked Prim.

Emiko Hawasami
Soon to have Athletic Power

[B a k a - c h a n]

Primerva Gibenson.

Kid genius? Or something more?


Prim shrugged at Emiko's comment about her hashbrowns. She liked them best that way, but they were good no matter what. She finished them off and downed her orange juice. She drank that stuff too fast. She needed a never-ending glass of it. The thought of a glass that kept refilling itself made Prim chuckle. She wasn't into magic, she liked her science.

"Oh, yea, hold on a second." Prim pulled her phone from her pocket and touched a button to turn the display on and show the time. She showed it to Emiko and put it down on the table. Prim guessed Emiko was wondering how long they had until class, but that was only becuase thats what she had been wondering. Emiko had kept her distracted though so it hadn't bothered her too much.

Prim's phone looked like a normal brick phone on the outside but it flipped open to a full keyboard and a touch screen as big as the the entire outside of the phone. It was neon green with black keys and Prim was proud of it. She had taken two seperate phones and mashed them together to create the one she had. She had done it simply because thats how she wanted her phone to be.

[B a k a - c h a n]

Colton,



Colton picked the letter up from the counter. His dad had gotten the mail today, not that it mattered. This one was adressed to him, which was slightly unusual since it wasn't from his highschool saying he'd gotten in trouble again. His dad didn't even bother looking at those. He gently tuged the flap open, the enelope came open perfectly and without noise. He was good at that, no one else he knew was able to open letters without ripping them. He pulled out the folded piece of paper and began to read it.

Dear Colton,

We welcome you to join Fantasy Academy as an eleventh grader. We hope that you join because we think we could really use you for our school. If you want to come, please join a meeting of 30 students [You are one of them] on August 15th, at 7AM. We also have dorm rooms for 2 to 3 students in one room. The location of this meeting will be at the cafeteria of Fantasy Academy. This school is for 10th grade to 12th grade years of high school. We will be adding a college part of the school on November 5th.


From Fantasy Academy

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Colton was finally up and dressed. It was pretty close to class time, although he left himself enough time to get breakfast. He wasn't used to having something to eat three times a day, his father barely made enough to pay the rent. Colton would often steal his food so he wouldn't starve. It was nice to actually have food handed to him for once. He got a plate of pancakes and some milk and sat down at the same table as his roommate Cleo. There wasn't any open tables by this time, and the end of hers was open so he figured it would have to do. She was sitting with one other guy and talking to him and Colton decided to make do with simply ignoring them.

the kid who never gets caught.

[A h o u - c h a n]

::~Rika~::
:swordmaster:

Rika sat down to the right of Cleo and started to shove her pancakes into her mouth. She liked her pancakes with butter and soaked in syrup, he mom always did say she ate too much too fast but Rika didn't care. She knew she wouldn't get full unless she was eating jelly beans, after about six of them she began to feel sick so she never ate them much. She checked her phone again for she thought her mom might of replyed but it shocked her when she found there was no response. Must be busy again with her work. Realizing she had been zoning out she shook her head to snap out of it and adjusted her shethed sword so it was more comfortable when she was sitting. Rika began to shove pancakes back into her mouth and only stopped to take a sip of her milk. When she heard that someone was approaching her table, she wiped the crums off her face with her napkin and swallowed what she was chewing. When she looked up she saw a boy with black hair and red eyes, she notice that he also had pancakes and milk on his tray. "Hey I'm Rika, it looks like we have the same intrests when it comes to food." She giggled a little bit at that but too quiet for him to hear her.

[B a k a - c h a n]

Colton,



Colton glared at the girl who had said something to him. He liked being alone, plain and simple. It was enough that he actually had to share a room with someone, but now people thought they could talk to him? He was used to not having any friends back at his old school. It was mostly because he'd stay away from others and pick fights, but he always thought he had a certain air about him that said 'stay away.'

He went back to eating his pancakes. He kept his eyes on his food, ignoring everyone else. He ate slowly, savoring the taste of good, warm food. That truely was a rarity for him. When he stole things they were typically canned or dry. He practically lived off Chef Boyarde for a long time, but he'd foud other things eventually so he could keep a bit of variety.

Colton glanced up, looking for a clock. Not seeing one, he glared back down at his pancakes and angrily shoved a forkful into his mouth. He liked his pancakes soaked with butter and just a touch of syrup, not that he'd gotten it in a long time. He'd almost forgotten how good they taste.

the kid who never gets caught.