Emma took the last big bite of her spaghetti and meat balls, the usual breakfast for an early start. She stood up slowly and placed her dishes in the sink, the frown on her face growing stronger as she got deeper into thought. She walked over and leaned against the door frame of her dads room, “Dad...” she said slowly, thinking hard about the topic she was about to bring up. “I know that you’re making me go to school because you have to work... and you need to work because we don’t have enough money... that part makes sense... but what I don’t get is why you have to be shipping me off to a human school.” She finished processing her thoughts and looked up. Her father was in front of his mirror straightening his tie and wiping off imaginary dust from his light blue dress shirt. “Well, hun,” the typical parental saying, he sighed “I think you’re old enough now that I won’t be able to get passed you by giving some old excuse. I know you really don’t like humans,” Emma glanced to the side, “but it’s the best we can afford right now.” He saw the annoyance in her eyes, “I’m sorry, but I know you’ll do fine, just be yourself.” She waited a second, then turned around and walked to the door, grabbing the bag she had bought yesterday with her lunch and school supplies in it, “I’ll see ya’ later dad.” “Bye, have a nice first day,” she could hear the concern in his voice as she walked out the door.

She stopped at the front of the school and looked around; all the giggling girls were together, running up to each other screaming and giving hugs, the ‘tough’ guys were leaning against a wall, some boys were exchanging cards underneath a tree, but over all everyone was so chipper. She gave off a small shiver, disliking the school already. She walked to the entrance of the school where there was a sign; she studied it, hoping that it would explain where she was supposed to go. It was a list of names and classes; she scrolled down to the T’s looking for Thorne. She found it, “Thorne, Emma” she followed the dotted line, “2-3”, What does that even mean?. Emma sighed This is going to be a living hell...

Odessa shook her head after waking from a crazy dream. All it was.. was darkness and voices. She had these nightmares all of the time, but she didn't know why they happened. The demoness slipped her legs out from under her covers and gently placed her feet on the ground. She felt that every morning, she had to make sure everything was existent and real and felt that she had to hold on to life to keep it from slipping away. By life, of course, she meant sanity. For as a demon, it was hard not to hurt people around you, or suddenly want to lash out in anger. It seemed her nature was the exact opposite of calm, or sane.
Jane Narrow opened the door to Odessa's bedroom and peaked her head in. "School, Odessa." She was a nice lady, and lived with a nice husband. When Odessa was found wandering the streets many years ago, these were the people who took her in as their own, and now, caring enough to send her to school. Odessa felt as though she had been through just as much school as any teenager although, this was her first day. Also... her first day in a human facility other than this home. She shuddered at the thought. Humans.... They were so weak and stupid sometimes, though Odessa felt obligated and cared for the couple that took her in. They, of course, like all other humans don't know what she is. Demons like herself have hid among humans before, but she wasn't really sure if any had ever gone to school with them... Oh LOATHING! "Can't wait..." Odessa stood up and stretched as Jane left the room.
After getting dressed and looking in the mirror, not to make sure she looked good, but to make sure she looked normal, Odessa said goodbye to the Narrows and walked out the door. In no way was she going to ride a bus to school. STUCK inside a small moving compartment with them is the last things she needs. Instead, she walked to school. And at first glance, hated it already.

Whatever... Emma walked into the shadow of the building and sat down. She looked around again, but this time with different eyes, these eyes are pitch black, they looked as deep as a black hole, but most importantly, when she looks through them she can see a persons soul; the world turns black, objects are merely shadows and all she sees are these tiny glimmers of light, all different colors and shapes, right where a person is standing. The lights surrounding her, she noted, were all almost exactly alike, all almost the same minuscule spark, the light was a dull yellow as if coming out of a poorly lit light bulb. She was about to change her eyes back when she noticed another light come on in the distance as that person walked into view, this soul was a muffled one, as if someone put a blanket on top of it or someone was trying to hide it, but it was obvious that it was much brighter than the others. It was a shade of red, that she could tell, but with the veil over it she couldn’t tell exactly. Emma changed back to her normal vision and saw that it was a girl with reddish-auburn hair; she didn’t look too happy to be here either. Well that makes two of us... Emma took off her bag from her back and leaned back against the wall behind her. She fished inside; she had bought two notebooks, one big 5 subject spiral notebook and another one subject black spiral notebook. She took out the black one and flipped it three pages in; she got out her mechanical pencil and eraser from her bags front pocket and started writing on the page.

Sync fell from the hollow inside the giant, Maple tree.. His home, domain, friend, master and dwelling all in one.
He stretched and scratched his head half-unconsciously, making the green maze of bedhead even worse than it already was. He took one step forwards and fell backwards, yelling in surprise as a charade of multi-colored flowers and exotic-looking plants grew from underneath his foot, entwining themselves delicately against his leg.
The small boy groaned and gently removed the entangled vines from his entrapped leg; he had forgotten that it was always harder to control his newly inherited powers in the mornings.

"Good morning, Sync. You look well today.
The green-haired boy shook his head at the voice of the earth spirit residing within him and focused on dressing himself.. Which was often a chore with dozens of roses and tulips sprouting from his sleeves. The tunic and black tights he wore made him look like a girly girl.. but even without the dress, he'd still look like a girl anyway. They say his face is delicate and his skin as white as snow while his hair is silky.. A petite frame that any girl would kill for.. An appearance than any boy would get teased for.

"School, Altessa, school," he murmured absently. "You got it.{" was the reply. A bright flash of light appeared in a circle around Sync's feet, enveloping him in a portal of light. In an instant, he was standing in the back alley of the high school, where only the stoners hung.

And then there was day. The banging of the movement upstairs, the door being slammed. Feet rushed against the stairs tugging on the clothes on his form. A pair of black gloves rested in his mouth, his red eyes glancing around frantic. He had to move! The fire wrapped around his form, sensing his desperation as he tugged on his shoes, not bothering to tie the laces. Damian searched the basement, is cold cell. Well techinally bedroom too. His hands touched the objects, sending sparks of flames as he searched.

"DAMIAN!" The male cursed glaring at the door began to rattle. Not on this morning! It was a school day for gods' sakes! His eyes shifted, finding the worn notebook, and the book in general, throwing on the necklace. He tugged his hair from his face, before all but climbing out of the lower window. He ignored the screaming of his father, avoiding a narrow blast of fire. Being a fire elementist had its ups and downs for sure!

Damian ignored it, going into a full fledge run the rest of the way, his feet tapping on the pavement. People would probably second guess him as a student, for one of the worn clothes. But like he cared! He darted threw the shortcuts he memorized, tugging on the gloves on his hands. The school...right here. The male slowed, breathing out a breath of smoke in the process, exhausted. That was not how he wanted to spend his morning. Surely...a good day would come right?

Emma paused in her writing, fishing in her mind for another thought, but as soon as she got one she lost focus. She tried to remember what she had just thought but something was distracting her. There was something in the corner of her mind throwing her off balance. She tried to regain her thought by writing down a word and when she finished writing the last letter she kept her pencil on the paper. The harder she tried to be distracted the more pressure she put on her mechanical pencil until the lead snapped under pressure. She finally gave in to the diversion and focused on what it was. She closed her eyes and concentrated, letting her mind lead her it. There are more unique lights... her mind told her. She switched eyes again, two new lights shone brightly against the black background, one was a fiery orange male, It’s so warm... but it seemed heavy, as if the light bulb was dimming, I wonder why that is... But suddenly she felt her blood pound and her throat burn, knocking her off her feet; she tried to stifle a small moan as her throat contracted. She looked around and saw in the distance a male green light; even though it was far away she could see it as clearly as if the boy was ten feet away. What caught her attention the most was the barely noticeable smell of blood, to humans it would smell like death but to her it was as refreshing as the smell right after it rained on a calm day. Her body only feels like that for the blood of the kind hearted. She quickly changed her eyes and tried to ignore it, giving herself a head ace in the process. She was like that for a couple seconds, almost succeeding in ignoring it when suddenly her heart throbbed, she could feel her True Vampire form stirring. It yawned, causing Emma to yawn with it; It’s been a while hasn’t it? her True Vampire form smirked. Emma had successfully lived the past year without going into her True Vampire form my living off of bottled blood which came in wine bottles; she realized she hasn’t had a drink in almost a week, let alone hasn’t had a drink of fresh blood in a year. Aw, you haven’t had much fun since I left. She said as she went through Emma’s memories, But, ooo, you’re going to a real school now, sounds like fun! I wonder if anyone here is tasty. She finally noticed what woke her up, she squealed, oh that boy looks so tasty! You should go say hi! Emma’s thought were loud, GET. OUT. OF. MY. HEAD! I am NOT going over there, I am sitting RIGHT HERE and you will not change that! As soon as I go home I’m drinking a whole bottle of blood and you will GO AWAY. The True Vampire form pouted, Geeze, you don’t have to be so harsh... and she faded out. Emma sighed and put away her stuff.

His eyes flickered, glancing to the side as he walked, dragging his hand threw his hair. He fixed his gloves tugging them tighter over his hands as he walked. He was at the school. At least he made it alive...or rather intact. Damian grumbled shaking his head to clear it, breathing in deep rough breaths. His eyes clenched together before he opened them once more, walking further down the path. His eyes shifted to the side, noticing a girl near by, a pencil and paper in her hands. He should say hello...but why would she talk to someone like him?

Damian gave a bitter sigh, continuing on before he rested on a bench with a flop, his body laying against the back exhausted. His hair covered his eyes as breathed, a breath of smoke escaping his lips once again. Stupid fire. Stupid...he breathed before he closed his eyes, listening around. He'll stay awake of course. Crud...so exhausted. He blinked open his eyes staring upwards at the sky, wondering deeply to himself.

Odessa wandered the surroundings of this strange place. She couldn't believe the state it was in. It wasn't clean, it didn't have style, it wasn't comforting. Why would you make people stay in places like this ALL day EVERY day? Odessa let out a sigh and continued walking. Suddenly she was hit in the shoulder by a passing human and without warning grabbed their arm as they passed. She had gripped the guys arm harder than intended and he grunted in pain, looking at her like she was crazy. Odessa started to feel his energy, seeping from him and his eyelids drooped.
She stopped. Bad! don't do that. Calm yourself. She let go of the kids arm and where her hand had been on his shirt looked singed. As soon as she'd let him go he grabbed his arm, panting like a dog, and staring her in the eyes. Odessa turned towards him. "You saw nothing." Her eyes flashed a bright red and went back to normal. The boy let go of his arm and turned, walking just as he'd been doing before he bumped into her.
Odessa stood for a moment, letting out a sigh of relief. She couldn't believe she was stuck here with people she couldn't help but want to hurt and no one like-.... She looked out of the corner of her eye to see a kid sit down on a bench and if her eyes did not mistake her, smoke had just come out of his mouth. Her eyes wandered about him. No cigarette, no cold for steam. She slowly lifted and eyebrow. As she walked towards him he closed his eyes. He looked tired. Then he stared at the sky and looking somewhat zoned out. Suddenly Odessa was standing in front of him. "Good morning.. ?"

Sayaka Yawned and rose her hands in the streaching pose when she awoke. She slowly let her body fall out of bed, first her legs then her arm and then here whole body. Her deep brown blackish hair fell to her shoulder blades and she walked towards her big life size mirror. She looked at herself, and put on some eyeliner. She gave a sly smile and went to her closet. she got dressed, combed her hair and was out the door. She started to walk towards the new school. With humans. Enough said for Sayaka. Its not that she hates humans its the fact that they can be such. Idiots. When she aproached the school. She could already tell she hated it. She pushed through the doors ready to beat down all who messed with her.

The person with fire orange light passed her and sat on the near by bench. She didn’t bother looking up; she grabbed her cell phone out of the bag and flipped it open. Five more minutes until the bell rings... She pressed a few buttons and started typing quickly.

RIIIING

She realized she had lost track of time and quickly saved what she was doing on her phone, shut it, grabbed her bag and stood up, still not knowing what to do. She stood there for a second, watching the others slowly file towards the building, then decided to do something she absolutely loathed; talking to someone. She looked around again; she definitely didn’t want to speak to one of those paper cut-outs so she walked over to the bright orange light with a blank expression on her face. “Hey... can you help me decipher that list?” She pointed over to the list she had tried to understand when she first got here.

And then there were to different voices. And the bell. Damian cracked an eye open grumbling about the time of day, before he glanced at the two voices. One was a good morning voice. Another was a question. Sighing he stretched holding back a wince before he slowly stood to his feet grabbing his small amount of books before he glanced at the the two girls. He debated quickly on what to say. There wasn't much of a good morning. "Eh, good morning? Doesn't really feel like one. Just feels like another rotten one if you want know the truth." he replied swiftly, voice calm.

His eyes turned toward the other one though. A list? His eyes glanced at the paper before he shrugged. "Classroom number? I dunno, I don't really pay attention." He replied. He gave both a small nod before he went past them, eyes glancing ahead. Maybe he'll take a nap during class. Yes. That sounded a bit right.

Well that was a failure, not even one of the interesting lights could help… Emma got a little annoyed, she already didn’t like people, and her first time talking to someone who wasn’t a shop keeper or a salesclerk wasn’t ending how she had hoped. Well now that I’ve gone and talked to him, I don’t want to go ask someone else, that’d just be more people to talk to. She took a breath, “That list over there tells us where to go for our classes. I need someone to tell me what the numbers mean. If you don’t know then I guess I’ll just sit outside for the rest of the day.” Actually, sitting outside instead of being cooped up with people all day might not be a bad idea…

Damian grumbled, stopping in his footsteps before he glanced at her. Obviously she didn't understand a few things. At least he had a general sense. "Perhaps its simply the floor number, and the room number? Oh how should I know. Why are you even asking me this...?" He remarked staring at her. There was no way she actually would understand him. No one would understand what he goes threw day and night. His fingers clenched in reply stopping the flames from flickering. He didn't want to think about that, not now. Now before classes!

This is exactly why I don’t talk to people, she thought to herself. Meanwhile, her True Vampire form was watching her conversation from inside her head, You just need to work on your social skills, like you said, you’ve never talked to anyone before, how do you expect to be able to be perfect with words when you’ve never really had a real conversation before? Emma took a breath, You’re right; even though I know you’re only in it for a snack, I should be more conscious about what I’m saying. It doesn’t mean I’ll talk to more people, it means I won’t talk to them at all. Her True Vampire snickered, That wasn’t a request. You don’t know how much control I have over you, do you? Emma clenched her hands, You can’t have control, you’re not powerful enough. The other form smiled deviously, Don’t worry, I won’t take total control… yet. Anyways there aren’t any tasty souls around. But I can take enough control to do this-

Emma smiled apologetically, “Sorry about that, I guess I didn’t get enough sleep. Maybe we could help each other to figure out which class to go to. My name’s Emma Thorne, what’s yours?” Emma’s eyes avoided contact with his to make sure he didn’t realize they had a tint of red in them.

As Sayaka walked through the doors she notced there was some other vibes that shot through her body telling her that there was more than just a couple creatures. She grinned to herself. 'Heh, this might be more fun than i anticipated' She thought, and started to walk towards her classroom. The classroom she walked into she noticed a red haired boy and a black hair girl arguing about something. Although it seemed that he was the one who was mainly arguing with the poor girl. 'Sad, sad Huma-' Another shot went through her body. 'Wait..' It only ment that one of them was a creature.

Odessa found herself peering into the souls of the two in front of her, realizing that they were both very different from any human souls. One was dark and lifeless, yet there was a light trying to eat it's way through the soul. The other was a radiant, fiery one. She pondered this thought for a moment. Though, Odessa had not met a vampire before she found herself to be standing in front of one for the first time at a HUMAN school. Now along with the vampire was... a controller of elements. Not just any element. Fire. This entire ordeal here at this stupid school could be quite interesting now that she realized there were other's different here. Why were they here?
Odessa ignored the bickering teens and walked away from the scene. She looked at the paper she'd received coming here and wandered the halls until she found a number that matched with the one on the paper. At least she had the sense to try something on her own, she thought. The demoness took a seat in the back of the room she had entered, staying in the back corner so at least she wouldn't be surrounded by humans. Odessa zoned out for the time being, pondering the thoughts of these other beings here in this human school.

Kaari ran as fast as she could, it was cloudy now, and dark enough to not frighten her. Her eyes scanned the school as she tried to understand what was going on. She spotted another girl, that looked like another vampire. She tried hard to ignore that fact, but didn't succeed completely. Her eyes scanned the people more. One looked, firey, the other cool. Her eyes finally stopped. She walked over to the "other vampire" and smiled. She looked to the ground as she decided to attempt something.

"Good day. Do you know how I could get to B building?" She suddenly realized she was speaking to someone else. "Oops! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt!"

Damian's eyes flickered in reply, closing his eyes to rub them with his fingers. Too many freaking questions, and the day didn't even start yet! Alright, so part of him wanted to make new friends and such, but god, this was sudden. The male groaned in reply, rubbing them before he opened one to stare at Emma. And then another voice. Deciding it was the best choice, he swiftly answered, "Damian Reda, just Damian. Please." to both girls.

The fire element user clenched a hand. His eyes flickered once before he turned his head away. He wanted to simply be alone, and make it threw the day. Then survive his time at home. And maybe think of...Damian huffed in reply, blowing a strand of hair from his face. "....Why? Why would you wish to..." his voice was talking to Emma, but it seemed to wander, and ponder. Why would she want to talk to someone like him?

Robert was in the weight room lifting some weights.He was doing Dead lifts, Clean and Jerks, Bench press, and sqauts as he was trianing. After he finished he put a towel over his shoulder and headed to the locker room to shower up. After he got done showering and put some new cloths on he went to wander around the school for a bit his body tall standing at 6'2" inches to be exact. He would walk to the cafeteria it was nice and cool in there. He was a semi new student and was oblivious to the fact that many of the students here were not human.

Emma's True form loved the freedom she was feeling, even if she couldn’t move about in Emma’s body, she could still talk through it and make small movements. The whole time, Emma herself was urging to break free; her True form was stopping her from moving a limb. LET ME GO! Emma’s thoughts screamed, but her True form just ignored her.
"....Why? Why would you wish to..."
“Because, I have a feeling you’re different. You’re not dull like the rest of these people; you’re more fiery and vibrant-” she remembered that he wouldn’t know what a person’s soul looks like. “You look unique; I don’t like paper-cut outs.” Suddenly Emma realized a different presence, another Vampire.
"Good day. Do you know how I could get to B building?"
"Oops! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt!"
Emma’s True form tensed up worried that this vampire might recognize her red eyes. “I don’t, sorry.” She said, trying to avoid eye contact again. Her True form was distracted and Emma took that chance to break free; but she could only think of one way to break free.
Emma’s legs gave way and she landed on the floor; Emma’s True form struggled to stay in control.

Damian stared at her before he shook his head in response. Fiery, and vibrant? "Unique? You really think that? I don't really see how I'm unique. Okay, sure I'm different but in general," He sighed, a bit rubbing his forehead in reply, before he shifted a bit. She tripped? Moving, he grabbed her arm with a gloved hand helping her to her feet. "Please be-careful won't you?" He replied with a huff and a sigh.

"At least I know someone...nevermind." He huffed.

Kaari felt a smile come to her face as the girl tried to avoid eye contact. Oh she knew already. When she replied with a no, Kaari sighed. She then could help but laugh slightly when the other vampire fell down. She watched the boy help her up and realized something. There was something bothering this other vampire.

"You seem hungry..." She mumbled this quietly, smiling to herself. She was trying to just act friendly, but who knows. She could always take it the wrong way.

Sayaka, who had no idea what was going on walked away but bumping into someone on the way. "Ouch..." She said on the floor rubbing her head. "watch where your going!" Ugh, she was getting pissed

“I’m- sorry-” she was struggling to keep Emma from taking back control, "I care because we're both different, more than you know..." But when she heard what the other vampire said it caught her off guard and Emma snatched back her power. She glanced at other vampire, “It’s not just that…” and started to walk quickly away, “we’re going to be late,” she said without turning around, blushing horribly at the stunt her True form had just pulled. She walked into the first school building and headed for what looked like to be the main office to ask for directions, hoping no one would follow, she wasn't ready for it if someone did.

Damian watched them before he gave Sayaka a warning look. No words could he describe how he felt now. No one understood his problems nor no one understood his personality. He glared in annoyance giving a huff frowning at the sight of the smoke. Course his rotten luck. He ignored Emma though, not much in the mood to talk. She thinks she could understand him? She says she cared but he highly doubt it. "Oh stop with the lies. No one freaking cares about a worthless piece of trash like me" he growled at her retreating form.

Damian merely ignored them, walking inside, tugging his hood over his head, shoving his hands into his pockets. He didn't want to think about his past or anything in that area.