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"Alonzo, I loathe telling you this but you must pull over..." A shadow appeared over this rather innocent looking high school seconds after an awfully familiar vehicle made it's way across the campus drive towards the front entrance. The driver had parked in the fire lane, an obvious rule broken. It didn't matter though, one certain devil could care less whether or not his valet broke a few rules to get him where he needed to be.

Yes, he was here, Ellis De vil had officially chosen to grace this pathetic academy once again. A few stuttered remarks reached the young male but he was quick to ignore the almost sickeningly faithful man in the driver seat. He was out the door and grudgingly scowled towards the building. He had been going to this god forsaken place for quite a while now and so far he's only learned two things. The men here are boring and the girls here are just annoying, especially that awful Jones girl. Ellis had heard that she stemmed from the loins of that same specter who was rumored to terrorize London, twas no shock to find out that she was his daughter.

No matter how displeased he was however, he still had to ascend those stairs and exist among the fashion ignorant group of peons he deigns to call his peers. Speaking of fashion, Ellis was at the top of his game. His natural attire was a sinful suit combo with a dark vest accentuated with a tie and blood red undershirt to match his clawed red gloves. Each nail had been carved from the beaks of redheaded waxbills, or perhaps they were redbeaked waxbills, it didn't matter. Along his legs were form fitting leather pants he had made sure to craft himself in order to match his vest. Finally, along his arms and dangling ever nicely around his tight form was a contradictive white fur coat with red insert on the inside. It was his prized possession, the one spotted coat his mother finally achieved. It was to be his first gift upon birth, and he grew into it. It was obviously tailored to fit a male but it was still her vision, her life's goal.

With a rather long and sleek cigarette holder not far beneath the fluff of his coat he ascended the stairs.

"Hello Ellis, how are you on this fine morning?" A tall and slightly gangly girl took her place at Ellis' right before a rather weighty female took his left. This was Juniper and Hortensia, respectively. They were her his hench...women, and idiotic ones at that.

"Miserable, darling, as usual, perfectly wretched." He sighed, his need for a good smoke aching like a newfound pain in his very pours. As he glided across the main entrance area he eventually found himself walking towards the lockers. He had to deposit his coat. "Juniper, my breakfast." As Ellis waited for Hortensia to undo his lock he looked down the hall, his eyes finding so many of the different kinds of faces he could do without. Casper, his boyish good looks were something Ellis enjoyed but his attitude towards everything was far too exciting and tired the poor De Vil, Alexandra on the other hand was the epitome of annoying, and the young girl Nikki wasn't too far from his vision before she disappeared into the crowd. Ellis wasn't too familiar with her and could care less as long as she stayed away. Many other nonsensical children existed here but those were the few rumored to have rather famous parents. Her mother was quick to tell Ellis upon his traveling here that he would not be the only one here with an oddly magical and strange passed. Many fantastical fantasies had occurred to the ancestors of these students.

"Where is my blasted breakfast? I wasn't aware I that was speaking another language?" He snapped, ripping his rather fierce gaze towards Juniper before the portly female opened the locker. Her quick pull had forced the metallic doorway to slam against her forehead knocking her back.

Ellis looked to the small crevice he had been given for school storage. It was monotonous and the idea of having such a small place to store his amazing coats was a prospect that made Ellis wish he could throw up on command. Eventually though Hortensia was down the hall to get the plastic hanger for Ellis' coat which gave Juniper enough time to put a straw in Ellis' breakfast, a diet cola. The young heir had to stay sleek and attractive right? Downing the silver tasting liquid he turned to hand his coat to the approaching largess before she placed it inside the locker and shut it tight. "Now, both of you, go stand somewhere until I need you..." They fled, rather quickly away from him before heading off into the crowd, no doubt towards their first periods.

Ellis, with his drink in hand began his walk towards the bathroom. Ellis was the embodiment of the devils grace, always giving off an air of evil and heartlessness while still looking as sexy and as confidant as a heartthrob. It was menacing just to stand in his presence. There were no angels here, the De Vil has arrived.

Nikki's flushed expression didn't go unnoticed. If it was one thing Ellis prided himself in understanding, it was the shifts in skin colors. It looked a lot like the girl had been charmed by something, possibly him. He wasn't shocked by the usual so the idea of someone finding him attractive or downright sexy was something he didn't look twice at. However it was definitely time for his retreat, he needed to get something out of his system now.

With clawed hand he creaked open the bathroom window south of the stalls. His blood red cigarette holder, six inches, and a carton of treasurers. His morning had officially begun. Unfortunately the school didn't allow him to completely open the window which was idiotic but it did give him perfect space to breath and kill himself slowly. The sinful shaft made it's way to his lips before he even got a chance to check his pockets only to realize that he had forgotten his lighter. He was supposed to get it from Juniper. 'You'd think the blasted sycophant would just remember my vices...' He could feel his anger rising and as if on command his free hand rose to lightly massage his temples on the right side.

With his holder in hand he stood there, feeling pathetic and just as idiotic as his henchwomen. At first he thought his morning was all but stunted until, a rather interesting new voice caught his attention. The rather lazily quiet but irresistibly deep and soothing voice, of Mason Holtzer. Ellis had been aware of this specific specimen for a while now and knew that his own brand of vicious took form in the strong and silent game, a game Ellis despised. From his rather innocent looking and boyish looks to the lazy facial expressions that oozed charm, Ellis could see himself getting used to this attention, even that laugh was somewhat intoxicating. Perhaps Ellis was just attached to the idea of power and although Mason wasn't always quick to show off his strength, the devil boy knew it was there, he could feel it. "Darling, you know it's cruel to speak of others when they're not present?" The hypocrisy might as well have rained down from the ceiling onto the prince of backtalk. Ellis' smile was riddled with his own brand of shameless charm and his hand on his hip as he walked was almost accentuating the already coveted treasure that was his boyish curves. "Mason darling? Would you mind?" He spoke softly, dangling his holder, complete with unlit cigarette near Mason's sight. Ellis leaned close, his holder slick between his lips as he lit his newest vice on Mason's light he sparked.

He leaned back, taking his place beside the window to blow the smoke out in a blaze before placing his coke on the windowsill. A rather exhausted sigh escaped his tired lips and he turned to the blonde with a smile that could rival Lucifer's himself. "You, never cease to keep me entertained, thank you." He nodded, his obvious respect for Mason not far in his voice as he took another sinful puff of his holder.