James Black's Story

7:12

Entering the cafeteria having missed the first twelve minutes of new people interactions, James found he had dreadfully missed something great. A kid was on the ground with a girl and few others around him. This place would prove exciting.

He grabbed some food, ruffling his bronze hair with a small grin. He was going to take his time with this place, not get on anyone's bad side too quickly. He chose a seat across from a kid with an iPad. Nodding to each other, as guys usually did, James deemed his presence with the guy all right and glanced around, noting some nice looking girls among his new classmates. Two caught his eye in particular, but he just smiled and started eating. Not yet.

7:17

Rose was running a bit late, but she headed towards the dining room, as that's where everyone else was. She had her favorite look on, half human half fox, and her ears twitched while taking in the sounds and her tail floated in the breeze as she hurried to be on scedule. She looked around at all the people and food. She was starved and also very excited of all the kids to be auidience during her stay. They all looked easily impressed, and surely a girl with animal features is impressive.

Rosalie grabbed food of all kinds: fruit, veggies, meat, sweets, and went to look for a seat. She wanted the most people or atleast the most guys. She saw a table with two guys, one looking around, the other with an IPad. She walked over and smiled "Hey boys. Can I sit here?"

Hallie

Slouching into a seat, she watched everyone go, emotions thankfully flitting out after them. She particularly wanted that girl with the fox ears to vacate, her newly arrived desperation for attention deafening. Hallie suffered from trying push their emotions out, different emotions, strong ones, sometimes causing her actions to mirror them. If she absorbed too much of one emotion, she would feel it, experience it, and worst of all show it.

The PA hadn't announced her name and she wondered where she could find a bed. Her pills would take a bit longer to kick in and sadly she noticed another body was still seated not too far away. His eyes caught hers and he waved, standing and stepping over. She turned her head away, white hair hiding her winces.

James

"No room for you either?" he laughed, dropping down beside her. She gave a glance then took out her phone. James didn't mind though. "Maybe we'll be roomies. But don't ask me to be your study buddy. That's definitely out of the question...now if you wanted to invite some girls over for a pillow fight, sure. That'd be fine with me. As long as I can participate. Well, more watch than participate."

The girl sent a glare over, one eyebrow cocked.

James felt the blue crystal on a chain under his shirt warm a little. He could sense anger, a resentment for him, not personally though. She hardly knew him, how could she jump to such an outrageous conclusion? No, she had a hard time with people, needed time to get to know you. Plus, her ability seemed painful. Suddenly, James' smile slipped, pulling out of his crystal's findings. He didn't want to be too intrusive.

Hallie

Being an Empath could suck royally most times, but Hallie was surprised to sense this boy's sudden hesitation. He had been brimming with arrogance and excitement a moment before. Something flipped. Narrowing her eyes, she quietly asked, "What's your ability exactly?"

He shrugged. "Nothing too impressive. Though useful."

"You didn't answer my question," she said at once, annoyance flaring. People always diverted their answers. Why?

James nodded. "All right, I Scry." He tugged at a chain around his neck. "I can gather information about people through my crystal." A blue two inch crystal lay presented in his palm, his smile proud and eyes bright. "It's not too specific like your favorite number or anything, just vibes."

Hallie then understood, nodding to the crystal and looking down at the black screen of her phone. "You figured out my ability then."

"Uh...yeah. That kinda sucks."

Hallie shrugged. "No big deal. You're forced to wear jewelry. I lucked out."

This made him chuckle a bit, a low pleasant sound. Hallie eyed him oddly.

James

The pair were told they would be rooming together in Dorm 6, apologies for the mistake in the announcement given all the way to the dorm hallway. The white haired girl beside him, the man had called her Hallie Green, wore an odd expression, concentrating hard. He figured she was still tuning into everyone's emotions as they passed each dorm room, sounds floating out to the hallway amusing to James.

He wondered what it would be like, feeling others' emotions and sometimes simply stealing the emotion altogether. How did the other person react? What if someone was extremely happy and an Empath stole it? Would they suddenly be depressed?

James shrugged a shoulder and smiled a little. It would be interesting, no doubt.

Hallie started picking up speed to reach Dorm 6 at the end of the hall, gripping the key given to her tight. He watched her, enjoying her tight dark green jeans and the revealed skin just above her curved hips up to her waist. He found it strange that they would put a guy and girl together in the rooms. Was the school trying to encourage premarital sex?


Hallie

Headache pulsing, guards waning, she had to be alone. James would be there, but he seemed to understand what being an Empath meant. Perhaps he would control any strong emotions while around her. Right now he was simply excited, but calm. Calmness helped keep him at bay.

Of course, their dorm was at the end of the hall, past everyone else's and past all their collective emotions: embarrassment, anticipation, annoyance, apologetic, amused...aroused?

Hallie stumbled, hit straight on with two threads of emotions stemming from two horribly horny teenagers beyond the Dorm 5 door. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead from the effort of denying them, but then James too sent some her way, now behind her. Great, he was staring at her ass.

Knees trembling, she couldn't resist the arousal, too many combined attractions hitting her at once. Her gaze glazed over, a smile curving her lips up. Her skin tingled and she whipped about, facing James under lidded eyes. Her hands gripped her waist, only half realizing what she was doing. Sex helped though, it always had. If she could escape her mind even for a moment, perhaps she could gain control again.

James' expression didn't surprise her, but she knew he was thinking it. Knew he wanted it. Slinking forward, she gripped the hem of his shirt and smiled up to him. "Ready to be roomies?"

James

Her lips were soft and gentle, something he didn't expect from such an anger filled girl. Her hands were a different story. She was trying to undress him right there in the hall! He gripped her wrists tightly and held her an arm's length away.

"What are you doing?"

Hallie giggled. The friendly sound didn't feel right. "If you don't know, then you're in for a treat Mr. James."

Swallowing hard, James shook himself free of the thoughts he wanted to have. He forced his eyes to watch only her face, not to roam down, her shirt pulled down a bit revealing the edge of her purple bra, her hips slightly swaying back and forth. No. No. No. The blue crystal on his chest was heating quickly, reading Hallie.

She was trapped. She needed to release the emotions. She couldn't control them. Her sexual advances were for survival's sake, not because she wanted anything from him. Snatching his key from his pocket, he opened their dorm room and shoved her inside.

"Ooh, rough. I like," she laughed, falling back onto the closest bed. "Come on, Black."

James slammed the door shut and held himself firmly against it. It would be easy, she was blatantly offering, but he shook his head. "I don't take advantage of girls," he stated hard. "Snap out of it."

"Out of what? I can get undressed if that's what you mean..."

"No! God..." He focused his panic and annoyance on her, forcing his emotions down her throat so the others would be flushed away. Clearly they weren't far enough away from the others. She was still grinning sensually at him, playing with the edge of her jeans, threatening to take them off.

Gripping her arm, he dragged her to the bathroom, slamming this door as well as another barrier. He turned on the shower and pushed her under the water.

"Snap out of it!"

Hallie slipped and collapsed on her backside on the tiled floor, white hair stuck to her face from the water and eyes wide. She was coming down from whatever emotional high she had been riding. Realization took a moment to sink in, but when it did, she snapped up to her feet, staring in horror at James.

"I...I didn't...oh my god!"

James nodded. "You're telling me."

Hallie

Slumping into the nearest bed, Hallie scrunched her wet white strands in he3r fists and closed her eyes. It had happened before, plenty, so the embarrassment wasnt the issue. The issue was she had sworn she had her emotions in check. How had she succumbed so easily here? And of all people her roommate. The act seemed fine enough (especially since he was decent enough to not let anything actually occur) but now he was going to act awkward, sending her all his awkward feelings so it would turn into an awkward fest. She greatly despised people and their fickleness. They kissed. So what? Like it ?eant anything...

James lounged against the dorm door, watching her. "You okay now or do I have to call someone?"

"Perfectly sane," she muttered, not revealing how much pressure from the other dorms she was receiving. For the first time, she missed her old house, the giant mansion built for 12 but housing 3. Plenty of room for emotions to run free without interferring with her own. "I'm goin' to sleep."

After a moment, James nodded. "I get it. Gotta build up stamina for next time."

Hallie then proceeded to pelt him with pillow missiles until he surrendered and dove onto his own bed for sleep.

James

Waking before Hallie, James dressed with several yawns and ruffles of his bronze hair. He glanced into a mirror a moment, pulled on a white tee and adjusting his blue crystal under the fabric. The previous night still amused him, which made his morning a bit brighter, as he crossed back to his side of the room searching cupboards in the small kitchen. Nothing. His stomach rumbled, but then he remembered the cafeteria area. Perhaps they had breakfast there.

He approached the door finding a note slipped underneath. Unfolding it, he quickly scanned the contents. It was an announcement to meet in a particular classroom for schedules and a proper orientation. It began soon. He glanced to Hallie, considering waking her up.

Tiptoeing over, he poked her shoulder. "Hal...we got orientation."

She turned over, white hair wild and one eye squinting. "Wha...?"

"Orientation." He pointed to the white sheet of paper.

A strange smile crossed her thin lips, arms stretching above her head. "Sure," she sighed, eyes fluttering closed again.

James straightened and shrugged. Okay. He tried. He slipped on some shoes and started out, wondering which direction to take.

Arian was sipping her coffee when she saw a note on the door. More groaning. She walked over to Kayleigh and shook her a bit. "Hey, we have orientation. Time to get up." She wasn't quite sure if she was going to wake up or not but she didn't exactly care either. God, I'm a horrible roommate. Palming her face, she grabbed her small Nike bag and stepped outside her dorm.

Arian realized she had no idea where she was going so she was just going to keep walking. She decided to start taking random turns and was about to take another one when she came to a bronze haired guy. Ugh, he looks like a jerk, but he probably knows how to get to orientation. "Hey!" She approached him casually. "Do you know where orientation is?"

James

A girl flagged him down in the hall, the hall where he was lost. Trying to hide his embarrassment, he smiled friendly enough and tried to ignore the crystal on his chest warming. "No idea, was hoping someone would find me down here and help me out. This is probably the first test. Find a door."

Ruffling his hair, he focused on the girl, not too short, not too skinny either (that always bugged him), and nice blue eyes. "So what's your ability?" he asked, lounging against a door. Though he tried to ignore the crystal's findings about the girl, he sensed she liked messing and flirting with guys. Something he shared, with girls obviously. His eyebrows rose, waiting for an answer.

Arian sighed. This guy was really straight forward and that worried her a bit. It also made her feel a little amused. She already felt she didn't need to use her mind control to make this fun. She leaned against the wall and ran her fingers through we hair. "Mind control." She said casually. She eyed him up and down, wondering what power he could hold. He seeme like an okay enough guy, maybe even fun. Yeah she was going to have fun with this one.

Arian decided to start with bending over to flip her hair and tousle it with her fingers. She leaned casually against the wall again and slid her leg up the wall before casually sliding her hands in her back pockets.

James

He grinned watching her little act. No matter how many times he saw it, it always amused him. Chuckling a bit, he asked, "Mind control huh? Sounds a bit low key. And why don't you show me that tattoo you're hiding?"

His mind darted back to the orientation. They had to show up soon or who knew what would happen? This place didn't seem like it would dole out the normal detentions or punishments. Then he thought of Hallie, probably still asleep. Sighing internally, he debated going back for her. On the other hand, he didn't want her to be in a room full of people. She had lost it last night. Perhaps she should rest...

James shook out of his thoughts and focused on the girl before him, trying to remain casual. But his shoulders tensed. What would his dad say if he saw him now? Talking to a girl, lost in some strange place, leaving his fellows behind? Not very honorable...

Arian chuckled. "You have no idea what I'm capable of." She said while slowly walking towards him. She started to pull up her shirt when she saw him tense up a d smirked. She reached her hands to his shoulders and ran her fingertips over his body. She then turned on her heels and and started to strut away. She looked over her shoulder and opened her eyes wider. "You gonna show for orientation loverboy?" Arian placed her hands in her back pockets and looked over the guy. He seemed to be trying to hard to look cool.

James

Sighing, James knew he couldn't kid himself. For the past three years he had built a reputation and what his parents thought of him mattered little. He had a psychic ability after all. He could do things they could never dream of. Besides...they didn't even know he was here.

Slipping into his easy persona of his high school years, he straightened from the wall and started to follow her. That tattoo was intriguing. Perhaps he could get a closer look.

"Before that," he began, taking her hand and turning her to face him. She had soft skin. "Maybe I could get a better look under your shirt..."

He wondered if she'd go for it, she seemed like she wanted something from him. He was happy to oblige.

Arian was walking when she felt a strong hand on hers. She widened her eyes and smiled innocently. What a pig. She started to lift up her shirt. "This tattoo?" She leaned closer, teasing him, before placing her palm on his chest and pushing him away. "Don't get your hopes up sweetheart." Then she saw how close she had gotten to him. Arian hadn't been too close to anyone for a while now and the feeling was invigorating. She realized how much fun she had toying around with people.

James

James smiled in response, teeth showing a bit. He crossed his arms and allowed himself to scale her up and down as she walked away. This could be fun, she was obviously into him, even if just as a plaything. That never bothered him.

He sighed though, beginning to follow. Orientation sounded less than fun. But could prove interesting. Gripping the front of his shirt so the crystal was stuck in his fist, he wondered who else he would meet. The group from last night seemed likeable, even the guy who passed out, or the guy talking to himself. It would prove a fun time...plus, the girls here were quite attractive. He lucked out with his transfer here.

He followed the girl with the tattoo as they tried to find the orientation room, locating it eventually. He was surprised to see Hallie there, not very awake looking with her white locks sticking up in places, but she was present. She sat alone, phone in hand and headphones plugged into her ears. A pang vibrated in his chest. She was trying to ignore everyone's anxious excitement, secluding herself to the corner. Sighing, he figured he had to be a good roommate.

"Hey," he said, turning to the girl with the tattoo. "Wanna sit with me and my roommate?"

Arian enjoyed playing around with this guy. He didn't come on too strong but was still fun. She was going to love this school and when they finally reached the orientation room, she was ready to go. She smiled at the guy. "Yeah, I would." She trailed her fingers up the back of his spine. "What's your name anyway?" She let her nails find the back of his neck and then slid them down to his waist before slipping them into her back pockets. Arian almost wanted to play more with this guy. The urge to control him and the people around her made her ball her fists.

James

Chuckling and peering around to her with his blue green eyes after her light touches, he wondered what she was thinking. Glancing down her front again, his mind wandered itself, almost forgetting where he was heading until bumping into a seat. He whipped about, seeing Hallie eyeing him unhappily.

"See you woke up," he teased and took a seat, motioning for the tattoo girl to sit beside him. "I'm James by the way," he introduced with a smile. "And what might your lovely name be?"


Hallie

Of course he had to bring his flirt fest near her, did he learn nothing last night? She could feel their attraction to one another increasing with every second and he was oblivious. Hallie blew her white bangs from her eyes and stood up, shaking her head. James shot her a confused look but she ignored him, picking a spot in the back to stand at.

Another boy was close by, but he was calm enough. No real issue to her sanity. She focused on the music softly playing in her ears, headache increasing and eyes unable to take the light from her cell phone screen any longer. She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to find calm herself. Part of her wanted to pull some from the boy, but she fought the urge. Taking others' emotions was wrong and she had to practice controlling her ability.

Arian sat down and immediately rolled her eyes. "My name is Arian." She leaned back for a moment and sighed. "Wait, your name is James? That sounds like the person who has that name should have a lot of money behind them." She thought about him. He didn't exactly look like a rich, snooty, type of person. Then again, he was a pathological flirt and guys like that usually didn't have a lot to loose. She thought about her life back home and how she got to the way she was. Smirking to herself, she folded her hands in front of her and waited for the orientation to begin.

7:00
Adrien
"Let us sit there Adrien,"

Anna took Adrien over to an aisle close to a girl with white hair, and a guy with blonde hair, who both seemed nice and a girl with short blonde hair who seemed more mean spirited. Adrien took a seat next to Anna and turned to her smiling.

"Adrien..do you think the others will like me, such as you do?"

Adrien chuckled slightly. "Of course Anna, you're great, one of the best people I've ever meet really." Adrien said, remembering how much Anna put up with him in her life and how they actually became friends.

A teacher walked into the class room, she had black hair and red eyes and was wearing gothic styled clothing.

"Hello, my name is Ms. Marquez, I'm your teacher for today." Ms. Marquez said scowling. "Alright everyone, good job on finding your way here, those who didn't are pathetic and will be punished. Now, allow me to first give you a tour of all the rooms you need to know about," the teacher said. She took all of the students out putting them into lines and showed them around the school. Eventually she brought all of the students into a gym. "Now if any of you wimps forget anywhere I showed you today there are maps being sent to your room, they'll be there once you get inside," Ms. Marquez said, hints of doubt in her eyes. "Now, normally your schedules will consist of three hours training your powers and three hours of formal education. However, today we're spending the whole day training." Ms. Marquez smiled deviously, she knew this was going to be fun. "Now to see how good you all really are with your powers we're going to do six hours straight sparring, so choose a partner and begin."

Adrien looked at every location that they were shown, the school was fascinating and he loved it. When Ms. Marquez talked about sparring Adrien gulped and blushed. Lately, his powers have been a bit defective, mostly causing him to end up naked, not something he wanted to do in front of the whole class. So, he waited for someone to offer to spar with him, hopefully no one would.

Zoe

During the tour even Zoe couldn't help being amazed, this school was really awesome, she loved it. Then, out of the blue the teacher talks about them having to fight. Zoe did NOT want her powers to go crazy. She had to pick out the person who seemed the weakest. Eventually, she spotted a boy with bronze hair lounging around. She walked up to him. "Do you want to be my sparring partner?" Zoe asked dreading this whole situation.