Lai J. Kashenkai's Story

A small sigh escapes the petite red-head but the sound had gotten lost in the loud bustle of the airport terminal. She had been on layover for more than an hour and each ticking by second resonated in her mind which had only aggravated her further. "Why can't these bloody airplanes be as efficient as they are in the movies?!" comes the small hiss through gritted teeth in an attempt to let out her frustration. Trying to relinquish the pent up anger inside her, she turns the glossy magazine page with a tad bit more force than originally intended, resulting in a tear. Lydia gives a small smirk of satisfaction at the now rendered useless page as she tosses aside the latest volume of Artist Weekly onto the empty bench seat next to her. "All flight 129 passengers, please board. The plane is ready for takeoff. I repeat: All flight 129 passengers, please board. The plane is ready for takeoff. Thank you.. Those simple words that filtered through the grainy intercom immediately cleared up the clouds of anger within Lydia, encouraging a bright smile from the young girl. Slinging the crumpled carry-on over her slender shoulder, Lydia follows the stream of her fellow airplane mates, a broad smile never leaving her fine features.

Once inside the darkened plane, she quickly scurries to the first-class compartments, much to the flight attendant's ushering. Standing in the middle of the dimmed aisle, her emerald green eyes blink in awe seeing the long stretch of individually closed doors and she couldn't help but have her eyebrows knit in confusion. Isn't this an airplane.... comes the confused thoughts in her mind as she wanders down the aisle, eyes trained on the golden plates above each door that signified the number. Finally, she reaches the door 1C, pausing briefly outside of it before sliding the grated door open with a hesitant tug. Mouth dropping, she splutters out "W-w-w-what!" in surprise seeing the cabin before her. A bright pink flush creeps it way onto her face as she became aware of some passengers peeking their heads out of their own little worlds to stare at the young red-head with a mix between confusion and amusement. Before any more embarrassing statements manages to escape her, Lydia quickly ducks into her assigned cabin.

It had been already an hour into the flight and Lydia already begun to feel the anxiety. A small-town California girl was going to go to a college in Europe! Not to mention, it was THE college; everyone's dream college: University for Specially Gifted! What would they think of me!? And I'm going to be there on the 3rd day of school too! 'The new girl'! With a groan, Lydia begins to wring her hands in distress at the very thought of being the new person. Ever since she could remember, she had always possessed this fear of being the new kid. It was only when one of her sharp fingernails cut the tender skin on her palm did she stop her mini anxiety panic attack. A slew of curses escape from the baby pink lips that graced her features as the crimson blood started to well up from the cut. With a heavy sigh, Lydia presses a tissue forcibly against her wounded palm, wincing just slightly at the sharp pain. "Oh Lydia. Every time you're alone, why is it that you always get hurt?!" she demands of herself with a disappointed shake of her head. It was then, after her scolding, her thoughts begun to drift to her application to U.f.S.G. Not even two days after she submitted her application was she accepted into the school, something of which had confused her terribly. As far Lydia knew, none of her friends, no matter how many times they re-sent their forms, ever heard word back from the prestigious school. So why had I? comes the thought that had been replaying in her mind since the day she was accepted. Sure, Lydia could paint. But looking at academics, she suffered greatly in mathematics during her highschool years to the point of nearly failing the class! Yet here she was; a mediocre student going to a world-wide renowned school. Before these thoughts could continue, a yawn fled from its confines, much to her surprise. Before Lydia knew it, those emerald green eyes fluttered closed and she was off to dreamland.



Lucas stretches happily in the sunshine, a smile of happiness plastering its way onto his face causing one fang to slip out between his lips. Even the sharp poke of the freshly cut grass couldn't dampen his mood of happiness. God, it felt good to be back! came his ecstatic thought. Honestly, he didn't mind U.f.S.G like he did his high school, it was actually kinda fun to interact with other werewolves. However, it was the first day of a new school year so not many students had arrived yet. Instead of catching up on his school work from the summer, like he was suppose to, Lucas currently was slacking off under his favorite tree on campus; an old oak with sprawling branches. Nice days like these aren't meant to be wasted on school work.. resonated the reasoning portion of his mind. After all, this was the best part about U.f.S.G; it's always so green and full of life. Giving a content sigh, Lucas rests his weary head on his interlocked hands, his eyes closing hearing the soft songs of the birds above him. This was life.

Suddenly, his navy blue eyes open in alarm, filled with disgust and repulsive hate. Giving a small sniff of the air lightly, his nose wrinkled at the stench that attacked his senses before spatting out "Vampires." Sitting up in annoyance, Lucas scans the campus trying to figure out which one of them had disturbed his lovely bliss. His eyes finally land on the culprit, causing Lucas's typically smiling eyes to narrow into ones filled with hate: Kaoron Ligsten. The pureblood. Giving a slight scoff, he spits onto the grass next to him as if he just had tasted some thing foul. Voice venomous, he bites out "Of course. The more powerful they are, the worse they smell." Though, that wasn't necessarily true seeing Lucas's opinion was, indeed, quite bias. His detest for Kaoron went beyond that of what was normal for the typical werewolf-vampire relationship; he absolutely despised that kid. There was something about the haughty Pureblood that made his blood boil! Though, even if he was a Beta werewolf, Lucas knew he'd never be able to take on Kaoron and win. And that just pissed him off more than anything.

Getting up begrudgingly, Lucas roughly shoves his hands into his jean pockets before grumbling to himself in his discontent. While walking in a wide berth past the Pureblood, his nose still wrinkled in disgust, he mustered enough brave to send the kid the most repulsive sneer he could. Feeling urgency to be with his pack, Lucas desperately searched the grounds for any signs of his werewolf pals, not liking being alone so close to one of the most powerful beings on campus. In midst of his discomfort, another scent flooded it's way into his nose causing his eyes to narrow: Alexander Roland. Yet another Vampire he despised for his power and his blood. Where are they?! came his desperate thoughts as he looked around the campus, realization hitting him hard: He was on the Vampire's side of campus.

Lee smiled as the warm sun was on his face. It had been a while since he had even been outside. Rolling his shoulders he'd look around the new campus curious as to any new faces around here. There had been rumours according to Lai...his twin. He'd eye the vampires as him and Lai were walking the campus together. His red hair surrounded his shoulders as he noticed a familliar dark hared male. "Lucas! Dude! What you doing on this side of the campus?" He'd call out seeing the man walking around as if he was searching for someone.

Lee had learned to accept vampires. He didn't have to like them, or even care about them. He just had to accept that they existed and they drank blood. The only reason he would even have changed his mind about this was his twin. Lai..the social reject of society... well human society that is. Had met a 'friend' in prison who gave him the gift.

He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Lee... careful...you know how vampires feel about you on this side... you're the Alpha and all." Lai's cool voice would say as he followed his brothers eyes onto Lucas.

Lee shrugged his brothers hand off his shoulder. "I know...and I have to go." Suddenly his voice wasn't warm at all, it was detached. He would wait for Lucas before he did anything though.




Lai sighed and nodded, he'd adjust his bag and smile. " Goodbye Brother." He'd start walking off to the dorms, he'd seen his brothers, and he wasn't envious of them at all. He liked his dorms just fine. They were better than the ones in prison. Sighing he'd collapse on the couch and close his eyes.

Lee just didn't understand the vampires like Lai did. Then again Lai didn't understand the wolves like Lee did. They were twins but they were completely different. Sighing he'd just sit here and think about all the things him and his brother went through.

Lea:

Walking back to the werewolves campus he'd glare at anyone who gave him the wrong look. He saw what happened, yet.. he didn't do anything about it. The tension seemed to wash away now hat he was with his own kind. Still something seemed to bother him. Lai was a vampire and yet he didn't seem to do anything...about the whole situation.

Lea loved Lai though... and he knew deep down Lai loved him. He'd walk down to his favourite tree, and plopped down closing his eyes.

Lai:

Sighing he'd wander around his dorm, looking for things to do. Since there was nothing to do, he laid down on his bed, and stared up at the ceiling.








((SORRY ITS SO SHORt.... >.>))

Lydia eagerly fidgeted on the black leather couch in the back of the limousine, biting her lower lip repeatedly. I'm going to be at one of the most prestigious schools in the world..in only a few minutes! came her excited thoughts, only causing her fidget more at the very prospect. In an attempt to quell this anxiousness bubbling over, Lydia absentmindedly started leaf through the instructional packet, a gift from the Headmaster. However, the petite redhead couldn't bring herself to concentrate on the words as her thoughts began to wander yet again. In the haze of joy that was washing over the human girl's mind, Lydia nearly missed the door being opened. Nearly.

Almost bursting out of the limo, the girl greedily took in the sight of the campus, all breathe fleeing her in amazement. The next several minutes passed in a blur of a mix between shock and an itching happiness as she was led through the nearly deserted campus to the headmaster's office. There, as she was debriefed on college life, the bubbly girl only took away this: keep your nose clean and get good grades. When a four page contract was pushed across the heavy oak desk to stop in front of her, Lydia Winters never gave it much thought on what it was for. She merely signed her name in the designated spots, drowning in her happiness. Perhaps it was the worst mistake this girl could ever have made or perhaps it was the best.

Losing concentration, Maria stopped her reading and proceeded to look out the window. She had arrived at the University, the prior night. Not having any time to explore, she went directly to the office and then to her new assigned dorm. Apparently, she was in "luck" yesterday because she got to her dorm room but nobody was around to greet her. Though, this made her goal of meeting new people, much more difficult. Being a shy girl was something Maria wasn't proud of; due to the fact that she couldn't go and talk to some stranger right out of the bat like other girls.

Resting her head on the palm of her hand, she returned her gaze to the instruments on the room. She could see a few guitar cases, a piano and other instruments she hasn't got time to try and play. Maria looked back at the words on the book, now resting on her lap. A small sigh could be heard coming out of her mouth. "Why did I have to come here? I don't see the difference between this school and a normal one..." Another sigh could be heard coming from her; closing the book on her lap she went back to look out the window. The day was beautiful, the blue sky had almost no clouds and the birds could be seen flying around. If she weren't so timid, she would have been outside trying to meet new "friends" or talk with some of the other vampires around. Though, she doesn't judge much on species; to her friends came in different varieties. She also heard about the news of a human being accepted to the school. Many of her fellow peers were very shocked about it, but not her. It was bound to happen, besides that is why they were being educated; to become part of human society. She looked at the clock in the room and became thoughtful. "My first class should be starting soon.... Shaking her head, a sad smile appeared on her face. Deciding to skip her first class, she snapped out of her thoughts. She knew she was braking school rules by not going to lass, but it was her first day. She'll come up with some excuse later; besides it wasn't like she was going to skip all of her classes on her first day. That would surely draw negative attention to her persona and she wasn't looking for any type of attention. Standing up from her spot, she walked to the guitar cases and picked one up. Taking the guitar, she placed it on her lap and started to tune it. After completing this task, she proceeded to play one of her favorite melodies. Playing this, she started to sing the lyrics to the song. Although, she mixed it up by inserting some spanish into the song.

“When the night has come and the land is dark. Y la luna es la luz que brilla ante mí. Miedo no, no tendré, oh I won’t, no me asustare. Just as long as you stand, stand by me. And darling, darling stand by me, oh stand by me. Oh stand, junto a mí, junto a mí.

Y aunque las montañas o el cielo caiga. No voy a preocuparme porque se, que tu estas, junto a mí. No llorare, no llorare oh, I won’t shed a tear. Porque se, que tu estas junto a mi. And darling, darling stand by me, oh stand by me. Oh stand, stand by me, stand by me.

And darling, darling stand by me, oh stand by me. Oh stand, junto a mí, junto a mí. And darling, darling stand by me, oh stand by me. Oh stand, junto a mí, junto a mí.”

Maria had a great singing voice, but she was extremely shy. This prevent her from performing in front of anyone. Though at the moment she was so into the song that, if anyone were to come in she wouldn't be able to notice.[/center]