Name; River Young / Stark Roghan
Age; 18 / 18
Appearance;
RiverStarkVampire or Werewolf?; Both Werewolf :)
River glared at the kids who passed him in the halls. He wasn't one for much chit chat and he wanted to get the message through to them. He got to his locker and punched it with the side of his fist. It opened and he tossed his stuff inside.
"Dude, you gotta teach me that!" Stark said smiling at River. River looked at him from the corner of his eyes and sighed.
"What's your name dude?" Stark asked twirling a pencil in one hand. River slammed his locker shut and looked at Stark. "River." Stark smiled.
"Cool! I'm Stark Roghan, you seem pretty cool. Not much of a talker though." River rolled his eyes and began walking down the hall with his hands in his pockets.
"Yep, not a talker." He smiled and caught up with River. "I've never had another werewolf friend before. This is awesome!" River whipped around and glared at Stark.
"Listen, I am not and will never be your friend. I don't care what you are or what I am, you are not my friend." He spun around and kept walking. Stark stopped, hurt for a second then smiled and caught up with River once more.
"That was harsh dude and I almost believed you." River sighed. "It's all cool though, we don't have to be friends, we can be acquaintances." He began whistling and River realized he was stuck with this meat head for the rest of the day. Or worse, the year.