Viviana Blackwell's Story

[For the Puppeteers-]

You find a glossed letter with a red seal in your mail.

"Hello, [ Your Name ]
The time has come.

You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.

Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.

You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.

You have 5 days to get there.

Go.

~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"

Viviana slammed her bedroom door shut and ran down the stairs into the living room, she walked to the front door and picked up the mail from the floor.

"Garbage, Garbage, Coupons, Garbage, what's this?" Throwing all the garbage back onto the floor she took the white glossed envelope with a red seal and opened it with her nail.

It read:

"Hello, Viviana Blackwell,

The time has come.

You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.

Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.

You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.

You have 5 days to get there.

Go.

~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"

Vivy knew the letter was coming at some point since she finally turned 16 in July, but she had no idea it would be this soon. She ran into her parents bedroom and threw the letter onto their bed. Her mother batted her eyes open.

"Oh good, the letter has finally arrived, it has been ages since you turned 16." She sat up taking the letter and read it quickly, Viviana knew she was finished when she smiled brightly and set it down next to her. "Well it has been a long time since I've been to the Scotland campus. I suppose we should get ready then, it is a whole days worth driving away. She got out of bed waking her husband and started undressing.

Viviana's face turned a disgusted green color and she ran out of the room before her mother was fully undressed. "Why, why do I have to do this? Can't I just be human!" She thought as she slowly walked back into her room.

She started packing clothes for the trip. "Shirts, check. Pants, check. Underwear, check. Shoes, check. Great, now all I need is a spouse and my life is ruined. She collapsed on her bed just in time for her parents to walk in screaming at her.

"Why are you sleeping?! Get up we are getting into the car now!" Vivy sighed loudly so her parents would hear. She left the house got into the back seat of the car and strapped in.

"Scotland campus, hear I come."

Viviana and her parents pulled up in their car and she got out to get her bags. She opened her trunk got her two bags and started walking up to where she saw other people. One of them was standing a little behind the other so she decided to go to him first.

"Hi, i'm Viviana, did you just get here too?" She looked at the boy curiously. He looked nervous. Vivy set her bags down horizontally and sat on the bigger one not knowing if they were allowed inside yet. She pulled out her sketch pad from her smaller bag and continued her sketch of her friend from school.

After several hours of road travel, Malecai and his mom finally pulled up in front of Scottland's Campus. He flipped his hair from out his face. He observed the campus as he tucked his iPod into his back pocket. It was pretty big. With his gaze still on the campus, he opened the trunk and helped his mother take out his bags. He wasn't to nomadic, but he was used to traveling a lot. She kissed him on his forehead as if she'd actually miss him, and took off before he could change his mind. Malecai slowly pulled his two rolling luggage, with his duffel bag across his chest. A few yards away, he spotted three distinct people. A dude with classes, and two girls with dark brown hair. He analysed them with great detail, which was particularly apart of his ability. Common sense told him that they were like him in a sense. He walked a few yards closer, but kept his distance. One of them sketched on a sketchbook. Malecai flipped his hair again, and stood on the other side of the campus. He wasn't the type to make friends. He looked back over at the girl, and accidentally made eye contact with her. He immediately looked away.

When she turned back around, her father and the car was gone. "Great," she muttered, aware that she was now alone with nothing to do. They had gotten there the day after they had received the letter, which meant she could have been sitting there along for another three days before another person arrived. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out an older looking book, Hamlet to be exact. She had read the book twice now, but each time she read it she found something that she had missed the previous time. It wasn't like she was some literature freak, she just read pretty much anything she could get her hands on. Being "the nerd" never bothered her, she didn't have to be pretty or popular. Not that she had time for friends anyways, always either at work, reading/writing, practicing guitar, or drawing. Well, work took up most of her time, but half the time she was there she wasn't really doing anything- so those things were a good distraction. And when her insomnia kept her up all night, her guitar provided entertainment. Even if her father had to soundproof her room because she kept waking him up.

Jess heard someone approaching behind her, and closed the book before sliding it into her bag. Though as she went to say hello, another girl suddenly appeared and took the boys attention. No worries, she was glad that the girl had done so. She really wasn't the most social- or kind -person, it wouldn't be in her best interest to make enemies already. Especially since she was still half asleep, the Venom in her hand wasn't doing much. She should have gone for a Monster, but they were out of green and she refused to drink any other kind. Though she wasn't quite sure that there was much of a difference between them, it didn't matter.

When a fancy Mercedes pulled up to the campus, her interest peaked. So far she hadn't seen anyone arrive in too expensive of cars, even her fathers own Lexus IS wasn't as expensive. Pulling her duffel onto her shoulder- careful not to spill her drink -she lazily made her way over to the boy who had just exited the car. "Hey," she called, an attempt to get his attention. "You're here for the thing, right?" Her eyes trailed over him for a moment, before returning to his face. "Yeah, you are." She answered her own question, looking almost thoughtful as she took in the boy before her. "Anyways, I'm Jess, not that it matters. Mind if I stand over here and pretend to talk to you? I really don't feel like socializing."

Phil was recovering from his period of shyness when he heard a voice below him. "Hi, I'm Viviana, did you just get here too?" He couldn't lie, he was a bit startled. After jumping back a bit, he looked for the source. "Don't do-" He met her eyes and hushed up immediately-he couldn't flip out on something this dainty. "Yea..." he allowed his voice to die and slowly fall down to a mumble and then silence. His cheeks were red and he knew it. Standing next to her, he gathered a bit of stability. "Phil."

Shifting his gaze slowly upward, moving from the ground, up her body, he stopped at her sketches. Interrupted by doors slamming he looked up. He thought it was odd, the girl he had tried to talk to, was now over on the other end of the campus, speaking to someone else. He returned to Viviana and her sketches. "You're pretty good." He let his eyes drift up to her face, leaving her with a smirk.

Another door closed, and he looked back at Jessica. Phil was a bit rustled, she was now talking with two others, but wouldn't even regard the one who tried to talk to her first? "Hey we don't need them to have a bit of fun." Phil tried not to be angry about being ignored by Jessica, but kept glancing up at the scene on the other end of the campus. He didn't want to handle it, and would rather just remove himself from the situation. He put his hand on Viviana's back, to hint at her to stand. "Wanna put this in your room?"
As his hand moved up and nudged on her shoulder blades, he reached down for the smaller bag. He didn't know if she would be determined to stay, and he couldn't take the larger bag with her on it. "May I?" Maybe he hadn't presented himself well enough to Jessica. If he showed himself as a gentleman, it might make a better impression, and have more desirable results.

She wasn't quite sure what had convinced her to go over to the new boy- well, they were all new -but she was glad she had. One glance back at the other boy and she was sure he was just a flirt, and he didn't seem to be a very good one at that. It didn't matter, she had no real concern with these people, just had to go through some initiation and marry one. No problem, right? She could try and get along with them, and if they just didn't fit then they could surely just get a divorce. The Puppeteers weren't really going to force them to live together, married, if they didn't get along.

Right?

Her thoughts left her slightly more worried than before, but she didn't let it show. Everyone here seemed, well, okay so far. There was nothing to worry about, honestly. She was just getting worked up for nothing. Instead of thinking about it, she focused her attention on the boy- Lucan, in front of her. "If you'd rather hide in your room and play xbox rather than go out, then yes, just about as social as you." Many times her friends asked her to do things, like go to the mall or the movies, but she always declined, making excuses about tests and silly things that really didn't exist. "Mm, cool to meet you too," she repeated his words, still not entirely paying attention until he mentioned the drink in her hand. This time she smiled, nodding. "It's probably the only thing that can wake me up in the morning," she joked, chewing on her bottom lip for a moment. "It doesn't seem to be working much now though." Her hand moved up to brush a few stray pieces of hair out of her face, completely oblivious to the fact that Lucan was, "checking her out". "You obviously are too," her eyebrows raised as she spied the similar can in his hand.

[OOC: If you saw my last post, ignore it. We are continuing with this one! c:]

Viviana heard footsteps behind her, she turned around to see who it was. They made eye contact and the boy blushed and quickly looked away so Vivy turned her attention back to the other boy. "Don't do-" Viviana was a bit surprised when he spoke because it was so abrupt and he sounded kind of annoyed, then he looked down at her and his voice grew gentler. "Yea... Phil." Viviana smiled when he introduced himself, he seemed nice, maybe she didn't hate all pupeteers after all.

Phil looked down at Viviana's drawings, "You're pretty good." She smiled "Thanks, this is my friend. I'm gonna' miss her when I'm here. She looked down at the sketchpad again and stuck her pencil in the binding done drawing for the moment.

Viviana stood up feeling a hand on her back, "Wanna put this in your room?" He nudged her shoulder blades and reached down for the smaller bag. "May I?" Viviana smiled again. "You may, you can call me Vivy too if you'd like, which ever one you like better." She took the bigger bag and started walking towards the entrance of the building with her new... friend?

Phil was reassured that he had cooled down enough when she smiled. He had always been worried that he got angry too easily, but this time he was pulled back to earth-although he thinks it was more over her appearance and not self discipline.

When she spoke of a friend she missed. "Well, maybe I'll give you something to keep your mind off her." He was glad she would go inside with him, all that was going on outside, along with the people he didn't want to deal with. "Vivy sounds good," he said with another nudge. He was slightly disappointed that she had taken the larger bag. Did she want him to carry that too? He would gladly hold it for her, but he didn't want to be pushy.

He stopped worrying about her luggage as they approached the entrance. "Is it locked?" Phil was determined to find out. There must of been a reason why they hadn't been invited inside, but his curiosity fell-he didn't want to kick the door and alter his reputation with these puppeteers even further. "So uh... what now?" with a grin.

They continued walking and as they reached the entrance they stopped. "Is it locked?" Vivy looked over to her friend and shrugged, neither of them knew anything more than the other it seemed, at least Vivy didn't feel dumb for not knowing.

"So uh... what now?" Phil asked as he smiled. Vivy turned to him giggled and said "I don't know." she tried the knob and it was indeed locked. she then backed up and kicked it really hard in the center. It stayed standing. "Jeez, this thing is strong. How are we supposed to get inside?" She sat down leaning against the door just as it opened and she fell down onto her back. Viviana looked up as she fell seeing a very dapper man dressed in a butler's uniform. She felt like she was attending a party in a huge mansion or something. Viviana quickly got up with the help of Phil and turned back to the man.

"Umm, hi! Can we go in?" The man pointed inside saying yes and Vivy walked in sitting down on a couch in the lobby. "Well that worked." She said to herself and sighed loudly.

Viviana's giggle went through Phil. He didn't feel weak in the knees, he could still stand. Impressed by her actions of being straightforward and trying the door, something he didn't want to do. "Jeez, this thing is strong. How are we supposed to get inside?" Phil laughed and rolled up his sleeves. "Maybe I can do something about that." He was all about teasing and joking around, but soon he would be needed. She fell to the ground, and Phil rushed to assist. Trying to hold back a laugh, "Are you alright?" He didn't mind helping her up - she was small, then again, most were in Phil's eyes.

Phil followed Viviana into the lobby. He sat on the couch next to her, and glanced over to her. His cheeks were red and he knew it, must of been from sitting so close to her. In an attempt to lighten the situation, he tried teasing her a bit. Taking off his headphones, he placed them gently on her, and looked away off into space as if nothing happened.

Phil sat down next to Viviana and put his headphones on her. Vivy saw how red his cheeks were, she thought it was cute. As Phil pretended nothing happened so did Vivy. She took the headphones and placed them on her ears and plugged them into her phone, she pretended she was listening to her music unaware of Phil's presence.

After a while of them both pretending she took of his headphones smiled at him and handed them back over. "So, what do you want to do now? This place is like huge!" She got up and started circling the big room exploring every figurine on the shelves and every picture on the walls.

She came across a picture of her parents' graduation? Vivy had no idea what it was called when you left this place other then the word she used, heaven. She took it off them wall and sat back down looking at her parents expression. They looked so sad, why wouldn't they want to leave here? Oh yeah, because they didn't care about taking advantae of their awful abilities and using their power over others.

Viviana placed the picture on the couch next to her after drawing a mustache on her mother and devil horns on her father with her sharpie. She then looked back to Phil. "I'm bored."