Jensen sighed to himself as he slid his new, shiny house key into the keyhole of the door of his new apartment. Upon pushing the door open, he found that he was the first one to arrive. He walked inside to find his bedroom, which he would be sharing with a few other boys, his suitcase trailing behind him. He left the door open and unlocked, since he was sure the others were going to be arriving shortly. He would have to remember to make 8 more house keys, for the 8 other people he was expecting.

Funny how he was viewed as the carefree slacker throughout his entire school career, and yet he was the one making all the plans for the crappy apartment he could barely scrape together enough money for his portion of the rent for. His rich-as-fuck parents sure as hell we're going to pay for him living on his own. He'd have to convince some of the wealthier tenates to just pay rent for everyone.

Not that it was likely to happen. Everyone didn't always get along. In fact, in school Jensen could remember being particularly horrible to a few of his new roommates. He tried pushing that thought aside as he threw his suitcase on the top bunk of one of the bunkbeds he had moved into the apartment from his old bedroom.

He sighed and thought of how his parents' wouldn't mind his absence, while pulling a cigarette out of his jacket pocket, and a lighter out of the other. He made his way back to the front door, and took a long drag after lighting.

He was going to smoke regardless of anyone elses problems with it. It never stopped him before.

Dani walked up the stairs, clutching the straps of her bookbag and wheeled duffelbag. She searched the doors for the correct number, mentally going over the bizarre email she had received about a week or so ago. She recognized the name. He was known as a stoner throughout school. Oddly, despite his drug issue, he was kind of popular. Made no sense really. Sad, almost, that the druggie was popular. Didn't the cheerleaders and jocks get upset by it? Dani shook her head, both from her thoughts and those of others. She had gotten a bit used to it, all the loud emotions, to the point where it was just a mindless hum in the background, but when she wasn't thinking, it gained precedence in her mind. It was interesting seeing what others were thinking about. Although she couldn't exactly read minds, she could see the most prominent thoughts. As she neared the correct floor, she began seeing some hints of carelessness. She could also smell the pot. She wrinkled her nose at the smell and blew some stray bangs from her face. She wasn't exactly hot on the idea of sharing what she would assume to be a small apartment in the city with 8 other people she hardly knew, much less got along with. Even less hot was the fact that the room would constantly smell like a nightclub in Amsterdam. But, if there was one thing she was thankful for, it was the fact that she would never have to listen to any complaints or stupid gossips and rumors. Just one of the perks of deafness. She walked into the open apartment and into a stronger wave of illegal substance and an "I don't give a shit" mentality. She stood in the doorway pondering a bit, then with a smirk, dropped her bag on the floor and stomped her foot, announcing her arrival. She may have been unnoticed at school, but she would definitely let the people here know that she was not to be meddled with.

Jonathan walked into his new apartment. The door was wide open so he walked right in. His grey eyes locked on the boy within the room. Jonathan dropped his suitcases and pulled out his sketch book. He pulled the wheels out of his suitcases and kicked them to the side where they bounced of the wall but didn't dare move back to him.
"Hi, my name is Jonathan Darkholme. You can just call me Spooks...everyone else does..." He looked around at the apartment. A sharp pain attacked his head. His hand went straight to the side of his head and his face was showing his pain. Jonathan reached down into his messenger bag and searched frantically for his meds and finally found them under remedy book. He grabbed a bottle of water too and swallowed two of the tablets for his headaches and two for his claustrophobia. He looked up at the walls and they weren't moving as badly anymore.
"I'm not a drug addict or anything, I've just git a few problems that require a medical aid to sort..." He turned walked to his suitcases before pulling out a grey, long sleeved top and took of his shirt to put it on.

As May entered the building with 4 suitcases the first thing she looked for was an elevator, but she was't in luck there was no elevator "you mean i gotta carry all these suitcase up these stair myself!" she started shouting at the stairs for no apparent reason but she had no choice, May dragged the four suitcases up the stairs with a little bit of ease "maybe bringing four of them was to much" she thought to herself, As she walked along the corridor she found the room number of the appartment she was staying in but the door was open so she just walked in and threw the suitcases on the floor but by accident one of the suitcases landed on a boys foot, she had only seen him around school a few times and did't talk to him much either but she knew his name was Jonathan, "oh my god! im so sorry but you should try carrying four suitcases up the stairs when there is no elevator!" May started to worry that she made a bad impression on herself when she entered the appartment but that can all be changed.

Jonathan looked at her angrily for a second but stopped when the pencil in his hand flew towards the wall. Jonathan closed his eyes.
Don't get angry...don't get angry... When he opened his eyes, he recognized who the girl was. May. He had seen her around school a few times. Wordlessly, he gestured open handed towards his five suitcases.
"Your not the only one who had to lift a heavy load up those stairs." He replied in a monotone voice, as per usual. It usually kept people away from him. He looked her over one more time again, judging what kind of person she would be from what he had seen so far, before turning away from her and putting his grey top on. He sat down on his suitcase and started to sketch the people in the room just now.
The stoner over there doesn't look like he will be much trouble but the girl by the door does. If she drops anything else on my foot I'm going to have to hurt her just a little bit. The other...not sure yet. Ok, May isn't that bad but I'm serious with about the foot thing. Why am I having a conversation with myself inside my head? I really have gone insane...oh wait...that happened a while ago... Jonathan smiled for the first time since arriving there.
"So, what's all your names?" He asked everyone

May smiled a little bit to try at get rid of the atmosphere "I really am sorry about that its just i still got some more suitcases in my car and i wanted to go out and get them quickly.." she stopped her self before she said any more. "Hey i know you, your johnathan were't you the kid who freaked out during school when we got locked in the store room for a dare? or was that someone else?" she looked towards the girl in the door way. "wow your really pretty" she smiled at the girl as she said this. "oh and by the way the name is May knight but you can just call me May" she looked at everyone in the room as she said this, she looked over to the boy called jensen noticing that he is smoking like he does usually, so she just smirked at this and walked back down the stairs to get the rest of her suitcases.

Dani squinted her eyes a little when she saw the girl--May, she thought--say something to her. She was a fast talker, and to be honest she caught Dani a little off-guard, so she wasn't entirely sure what she said. Either "Wow, you're really pretty" or "Wow, you're really witty," or possibly something else. Dani shrugged. Even though she had stomped so hard her knees were tingling, somehow she had still managed to attract little attention to herself. Remarkable really. Just like school. As May left, so did thoughts of suitcases, and Dani moved out of the doorway to let her through, dragging her duffel bag after her. There was a second boy, Jonathan was it? Dani knew he had a problem with small spaces, which wasn't too weird. After all, she didn't like the dark. Or closets.....especially dark closets. As she passed by him, she felt suspicion and a lingering question. Names was it? She pondered signing it, but highly doubted anyone knew sign language. Instead, she motioned to the boy for his sketch pad.

Avie stumbled into the open apartment, dragging her suitcase along behind her, before the wheel got caught on the bottom of the doorframe, getting stuck, and tripping her. The fell to the floor with a quiet, "oof!" before looking up at everyone who was already there. She recognized a lot of them from school, but that didn't shock her much. The crowd she hung out with was quite vicious, so names flying about inside hateful rumors was no strange occurance to her.
"Hey! I'm Avie!" She introduced, picking herself off of the floor quickly. "I'm not so sure when my brother will be along, but he'll show up eventually!"

She excused herself from the group to drag her suitcase into what she guessed was the girls' room, before going back to gather with the others. "Hey May!" Avie beemed, glad to see there was another cheerleader. She noticed Dani was also there. Dani was deaf, Avie was sure, but that didn't bother her at all. "Hi Dani!" She waved at Jonathan and tried to keep the smile on her face when she saw Jensen smoking.

She hated cigarettes.

May smiled as she entered the room with 2 more suitcases the reason she smiled was that she saw Avie was there to "thank god your here i thought i was going to be a loner" she looked back over towards Jensen "if your going to smoke do it outside i dont think anyone else wants to smell it!" May shouted acroos the room she is not afraid to speak her mind so she did it, may picked up her other 4 suitcases and headed towards the other room as she entered the room she noticed it was small, she then once again walked into the main room after placing her bags in the girls room "i don't think there is gunna be enough room to fit all my clothes let alone everyone elses.." May said as she headed towards the bathroom as she entered the bathroom she let out a screaching scream! "AHHHHHHHH!" she ran out soon after, "you really excpect us to share a bathroom!, how are we going to live" she looked around the room notcing everyone giving her weird looks, May just ignored them and headed towards the kitchen luckily she did some food shopping on the way here so she filled the shelves and fridges with food befor she started to cook for everyone.

Erin had a frown engraved into his face. Not because he was unhappy about moving, but the fact that the clouds were parting the sun was beating down on him hard. "Fucking, heat." Turning the corner he dragged along two fairly big suitcases. His dark blue hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail leaving little hair in his face. He hadn't done much for his piercings, just solid metal. His shirt was a fairly loose black button up with a little crest on the breast pocket. It was to hot for pants, so gray khakis it was, and some beat up chucks.

Still walking he caught a glimpse of a little girl and her mother and father. His facial expression softened and a look of longing crossed his mind. How would his parents take the news, would they try to look for him? He shook the thoughts away. "I'm on my own from here out, gotta act that way." Much easier said then done. Finally settling himself in front of the apartment building he squinted his eyes and looked upwards. "Man, I hope these people aren't to fond of space." He chuckled at his joke before starting up the stairs.

His footsteps echoed through the hallways, which kind of made him nervous, and for a short second, he was panic stricken about his house, then he remembered, Jensen had already unlocked the door. "So I guess I'll be looking for an unlocked door, an open door?" Gladly, he didn't have to do much looking, there were already people who were walking into the room, so he assumed that that room was about to become his sanctuary.

Walking into through the door he had seen a few other, roommates had arrived. This made him slightly nervous. If first impressions counted for something, he failed. He was fairly sweaty, he had a guitar case strapped to his back, and lugging to suitcases. He scanned the room and noticed them all from school. "Hi, I'm Erin, Hyun-ki, you can just call me Yunki, now if you'll excuse me." He wasn't to fond of crowded places, and when he had gotten through to the bed room he let out a sigh of relief, not just for the space but he was finally free from carrying all his things. Erin didn't bother unpacking, he just set his stuff in the corner and walked back out to the living room. Well he could stay a hermit forever right?

He noticed Jensen was taking a smoke break. Erin himself usually only stuck to weed, but a smoke might calm his nerves. Walking over he tapped Jensen on the shoulder. A smile spread across his face. "Hey, you mind sharing?"

Jensen smiled, and flicked the ashes off of his cigarette, before handing it to Erin. Jensen knew Erin from school, and knew that he definitely wouldn't mind sharing a smoke. Sometimes the two of them would meet up and smoke a bit between class. Strictly bud back then, but the added stress on Jensen's life was making pot not enough, and now he was doing close to two packs a day, if not more.

He frowned at May but shrugged when she entered the kitchen. He turned to Avie and smiled a patronizing smile at the small cheerleader. He knew her from school as the pretty little cheerleader who was usually up in the air doing flips and twists at football games he would attend just for the drinking that went on behind the bleachers. He leaned down from his towering frame to meet her at eye-level, which was a lot shorter than Jensen was used to.
"Does the pretty girl not like smoking?" He ruffled her hair, like the asshole he was, before facing the others.

"I'm Jensen," he introduced, placing a hand on his chest and taking a small bow. "...and this is our new home. The others haven't arrived, but yes," He raised his voice so May could hear it from the kitchen. "There's only one bathroom with a shower, but down the hall there's another bathroom, just with a sink and toilet."
He motioned towards the livingroom. "The cable is all set up, and the electric is a-okay as well as the water. If you have a complaint, put it in the nonexistant suggestion-box."

When May brought up that incident he caught his breath.
"Please don't talk about that. It was only a panic attack and the story about my hair turning white and me having to get it dyed brown again is a lie."
Jonathan looked up at the girl asking for his sketch pad and 'listened' a little. He heard the faint thought of deaf and immediately knew what to do. He put down the sketch pad and stood up.

(In sign language [I actually know some sign language])

"Hello. My name is Jonathan. What is your name?"

(Out of sign language)

I knew those lessons would come in handy eventually... He was waiting for a reply when May shrieked from the bathroom and rolled his eyes.
"If no-one minds then I'll cook a meal later for us all. My brother was a chef before he...anyway, I've got his notes and I've memorized recipes and I can cook a few tasty meals."

Nikkola was always quiet when she was around others, she doubted anyone had even notice her walk into the apartment. Heck, she wandered if anybody even saw her walk into the apartment building itself. She looked at the others, recognizing them, but not speaking as she kept quiet. For a shy moment she observed the others, then set her bags down with a slightly loud thump onto the ground. She noticed that some of these kids were ones who she had not completely agreed with, or liked in her time at school. In fact, she realized that most of them she didnt actually get along with. Although, she did hope they would try and not be so loud, she had a headache from all the stress brought on by seeing odd things. She wandered for a moment if it would be easy just to dissapear and never be seen again, she wasnt to happy to be forced into such a living condition, and by no means was she excited about being in a crummy apartment with these people.

With a slight huff she grabbed her pack of ciggerets and lit one up, inhaling a long drag and blowing out the smoke slowly, creating rings in the smoke. She eyed the others, daring them to say anything against her smoking in the apartment, she wouldnt listen to them anyhow.

"So, were all roomies huh?" She said simply with a sneer, taking another long drag and flicking the ashes into a small tray that she retrieved from her purse. She laughed a bit, "Well this should be fun" Sarcasm dripped form every word, leaving a trail of venom behind as she finished taking another drag, already halfwya done with the little white nicotine stick. She looked at the others, she recognized them, but in all truth, she only knew a few names, May for one, was a cheerleader as she knew. And Jensen, the stoner, and another boy, whom people called spooks, yet she couldnt remember his real name. She recognized the other faces, as Erin, Avie and Dani, though she didnt know thier names. Nikkola snuffed the ciggeret out and sat the tray down on the nearest table she could find.

May was in the kitchen starring at some knives which she knew she was't allowed to touch but for some reason she did't know why so she decided to pick one up for no apparent reason as her fingers touched the blade her eyes changed to something like they had killing intent in them, she then walked into the room holding the knife witha scary smurk on her face she slightly cut her hand with the knife as she entered the room "is't blood wonderfull?" May said as she liked the blood of the knife in a creepy way, it was like she had completly changed as she walked around the room abit she accidently tripped on her shoe lace causing her to fall and accidenlty throw the knife into Avie's leg, once this had happened May's eyes went back to normal once she had noticed what she had done she started to panic."OH MY GOD this is the second time i've hurt someone oh my god im really sorry are you ok?" she said as she jumped from the floor and rushed over to Avie."i'll go get the first aid kit" May ran into the kitchen as fast as she could and started to search for the first aid kit.

Erin, sighed and closed his eyes before taking the smoke between his two fingers. Jensen went inside to join the group and make a few announcements. Erin didn't care much for formalities, he'd be living with these people. He'd get to know them on his own time. He put the cigarette between his lips and inhaled. He could feel the menthol and other chemicals fill his lungs. Not even bothering to open his mouth the smoke came out of his nose. Bad choice. Erin had a cold a few day earlier, and his nose has been in some serious bad shape.

The smoke irritated his nose almost instantly and made Erin yelp out slightly. "Fuck." The cigarette had dropped on the ground. Erin, let out an irritated huff and stepped the rest of it out. There was only one good hit left anyways. Rubbing his nose he walked back in on the middle of his friends speech.

"There's only one bathroom with a shower, but down the hall there's another bathroom, just with a sink and toilet."
He motioned towards the livingroom. "The cable is all set up, and the electric is a-okay as well as the water. If you have a complaint, put it in the nonexistant suggestion-box."

Erin sat against a wall. "So...what about cleaning and chores?" He'd knew it would be a touchy subject. He looked around seeing many more people had filed in. The cheerleader, May, Nikkola, Dani, and a few others. The rest He'd get to know later.

Avie looked down at what May was freaking out about, and gave a small, unsure smile. "Um...I'm quite alright, May!" She sighed when her frantic friend went back into the kitchen in search of a first aid kit. Shaking her head, she bent down and pulled the knife out of her leg, a stream of blood following it's departure. "Not that bad!" She sang to herself.
She experimently walked around, and notice that when she put more pressure on her leg, the blood-flow increase. She frowned, and leaned onto the closest person, which happened to be Nikkola, someone she's never had a problem with before. In fact, she could remember liking a few of her art pieces that were displayed in the art wing of their old school. "Can I just lean on you for a second?"

She triumphantly hummed, and hopped over to the next person, who was closest to their bedroom hallway. Avie thought his name might have been Erin, but wasn't really paying attention when he introduced himself. She knew he liked to go by something else, but she was really bad at remembering. "Can you just lean over a little bit?" She asked, gripping his shoulder. "I need to reach the doorframe to the girls room, and i should be good from there. I think i have a needle and thread in my bag!" Hopefully Jensen could answer Erin's question after Avie got what she needed.

Avie knew it was supposed to hurt, but she didn't feel pain long before the incident happened that drew them all together. But she knew if anyone found out about that, they'd think she was a monster. She probably was. Avie hoped Erin would lean so she could fix her messy leg before it started falling apart, and she hoped that her brother would be there soon.

Jonathan handed his sketch book over to Dani and gestured for her to write things down in that she wanted voice to the group. He wrote down first: 'Sorry, I'm still a rookie when it comes to sing language but I should understand a little.'
"I've got an idea for the chores. Most of us either have school, college or a job, or in a few cases like mine, college and a job so it will have to be done to a time based system. First things first, I'll stick this up on the wall and I'm just asking that everyone signs it. Fair?" Jonathan pulled out a thin kitchen knife from his suitcase and stuck the sign into the wall. He then signed his name and walked back over to Dani to talk some more.

May ran back in the room wandering what had gone on when she noticed the piece of paper on the wall "um if this is about chores can we just get a maid to do it or something as i have no idea what to do" she walked over towards Jonathan and rubbed his head to innoy his and whispeared in his ear "you all right white hair?" she laughed as she loved to wind guys up she then looked down to dani and smiled "so how are you" she then looked over towards Jensen and Erin notcing that they were still smooking in the room upon notcing this she gave them a stare that looked like she was not afraid to kill them and then walked back into the kitchen for some food.

The surprise on Dani's face, though not huge, was still present. So this guy did know some sign language? Huh! Kinda shaky, but who was she to complain? She smiled a little and signed back: "Hi Jonathan. Nice to meet you. I'm Dani." A sudden wave of guilt and pain coursed through Dani's mind and she squinted again, not necessarily out of discomfort. She looked around and noticed May with a knife and Avie with blood on her leg. Dani rolled her eyes and turned back. There were other emotions and thoughts as well. Carelessness, discomfort, self-consciousness, confidence...etc. Jonathan had handed her the sketchbook. "Sorry, I'm still a rookie when it comes to sign language, but I should understand a little" he had written. Dani smiled again. She took the pencil and quickly scrawled in tilted cursive: "It's no problem. Could you ask which room is the girls room? Also, how many other people are there supposed to be? Also, I missed seeing your mouth when you were talking. What did you post the sign up for? Especially with a knife O_O macabre..." Dani smiled a little at the face she had drawn, then handed the sketchbook back to Jonathan.

Nikkola raised a skeptical eyebrow at Avie as she leaned onto her for a moment. Though she bit back whatever snarky response that her mouth would have spewed out. She gave a collective sigh and walked to the sign, she wrote out her name in an overly fancy cursive that she was sure most couldnt read. Never the less, she cared not if they could read her name or not. "There is only one thing I will not do, and that is Laundry, I will do my own, but I will do no one elses. Other then that after school im up for pretty much any chore you guys throw at me" She said in a decidedly neutral voice, leaning against the wall as she watched the happenings around her. She touched a table nearby her, and felt a shock of electricity shoot up her arm and to her brain. Through her differently colored eyes she saw her room mates dissapear and other people re apear in their places. For an instant she saw the flashes of a happy family, before it was gone and she was shaking her head to clear the image from her eyes. She rubbed at back of her head, where the electricity had decided to start a head ache at. She glared up at her roomies for a moment as she tried to clear her head, through her past vision she had connected, though rather breifly, with a few of them, and despite how annoyed it had made her, it had annoyed her even more that she had even been able to make the breif un explanable connection. She shook her head again, letting her jet black hair fly a bit wildly around her face to cover her Heterochromiatic eyes from the view of the others. Due to the flash of the vision, they would be flaring up by then, making them seem that much weirder then they already were.

"ok guys im starving and i don't know how to cook can someone cook or shall i just order pizza" May shouted from the kitchen, suddenly the fire alarm went off and May came running into the room with pasta that was set on fire."what do i do what do i do?!" in a panic May threw the pasta through the window causing it to smash. "opps i thought it was open.." May laughed at what just happened but noticed no body else thought it was funny.

As Dani waited for Jonathan's response, she felt a sharp vibration in her ears. A fire alarm? It sounded similar to the ones at school. There was also a big thing of PANIC! and Dani turned to its source. It was the cheerleader, May, with a tureen of pasta, and for some reason it was on FIRE. Dani's eyes widened and her eyebrows furrowed as she watched the ridiculous spectacle, until finally the girl tossed it through a closed window. Dani squinted her eyes at this, then looked away, shaking her head a little. Was she really going to live with people like this? In such a small setting, no less? At least at school she could ignore these kinds of things. Here, she'd have to witness this kind of thing who knows how many times? She ground her teeth a little and resumed watching Jonathan write.

Jonathan began writing on the sketchpad. "The letter was for everyone to sign there names so that I could help assign chores for everyone with the help of what their good at. The Girls room is the one with May's things no doubt. :[) I'm not sure how many others there will be but I'm sure we'll find out eventually. I'm going to go cook something for everyone, would you like to come along?" Jonathan handed it back to Dani and walked over to the middle of the room.
"I'll make us something to eat, who is wanting some? You know what, I'll just make a bunch and see how much we get through." Jonathan headed to the kitchen and started to work with what food he had there.

He decided on something simple until he got used to everyone's specific tastes.
Good thing I'm telepathic huh? He put the spaghetti in and start mix a bunch of ingredients that his mother once put into her Spaghetti. He headed back to the others.
"That's it about half ready so would you all please try and set up tables or something for this. I have made this meal and we are going to sit down and eat."

Dani read over what he wrote, then nodded. She didn't mind cooking every so often. She followed Jonathan into the kitchen and noticed he was making spaghetti. Salad would go well with that, she thought, and looked in the fridge. There wasn't too much veggie wise, but there was lettuce, carrots, tomatoes and things like that. She took them out and washed them. As she did, there was one thought that rose above the others. Perhaps it was because the kitchen was a little isolated from the rest of the people, but the thought was stronger than all the other thoughts before. Was it coming from Jonathan? It would make sense, since he was closer. Dani tried to place the thought as she shaved the carrots. Was it satisfaction? Contentedness? She could almost see the words of the thought. She squinted a little as she thought, absentmindedly attending to the vegetables. After a while she gave up and shrugged, dumping the shredded carrots over the lettuce. She looked over at Jonathan. He seemed to be faring just fine. He left the kitchen shortly and she followed him with her eyes. The thought faded as she placed the tomatoes in on top, and she watched him speaking to the group. Of course she had little idea what he was saying. Something about dinner, no doubt. She could pick out some confidence, but she wasn't sure if it was from him or not. Dani turned back to the salad. All she needed was dressing. She made a relatively simple vinegar dressing, then put together an olive oil dressing as well. There was always Ranch in the fridge if no one wanted what she made. There weren't much in the cabinets to hold the dressing, so she just kept it in the glasses she made it in.

She placed the salad and dressings on the table, then went over to the piece of paper. There were two, maybe three names on it. Dani picked up a pencil and wrote her name, in tilted cursive of course. She tapped the pencil against her chin. What was she good at? Besides making salad, anyways...(and she didn't even know if the others would like it). One girl...Ni---Nicole? Nicolai? She couldn't tell from the handwriting. Maybe Nikkola. She put down laundry, but in parenthesis put "her own". Dani shrugged. She could do the rest of the laundry. She cleaned a lot back at home, since her parents were too busy with other things. God and church and all that. She wrote down: "rest of the laundry, make the bed, vacuum, and cook some. Whatever isn't done." Dani smiled and put the pencil back. She didn't want to be overworked or anything, but she might as well do what she could. Like she had thought, she didn't want to be as invisible here. She went back to the dining table.

May walked into the kitchen where Jonathan and Dani where preparing food "hey guys im sorry about the mess, you see i've never actually cooked or done any chores in my life"she explained to them "well except hotwiring cars i dont really know what to do" she said under her breath, May knew she would't be very good in this area but there was one thing she was good at "hey i know what i can do i can provide electricity for the appartment instead of paying for it" May giggled abit as she said this hoping they took it as a joke "well i could probably do the grocery shopping" she said knowing this would be the only thing she is good for.