Gwen Johnsonwas just your average 15 year old. Red hair, green eyes, freckles, the works. She was tall, about 5'7 and she had everything that people wished for, a big house, money, a loving family. She kept her grades high and she had friends. One night, a fire broke loose and her home burned to the ground. Her mother, father and brother never made it out. She was placed in the foster care program, but who wanted a 15 year old? Her friends grew distant and she became an outcast. Her grades slipped and she kept to herself. She wore nothing but black, always looking depressed and alone. Who was she? She didn't even know.

Gwen walked in the hall of her high school. Books were held tightly to her chest. She rushed through the halls attempting to avoid the glares and looks from the students and teachers. Without paying attention, she ran straight into a locker. "Hey watch it Freak." A guy said as her books sprawled all across the hall. Students laughed and kicked her papers around as they walked by.

Casper was always an outcast to everyone. Her choice of clothing was rather gothic and she was never seen hanging out with anyone popular, or anyone for that matter. She was only 15 1/2 and her life already seemed so backwards.

Casper saw a girl dressing similar to her and rushed to her side. She bent down and picked the scattered books up, glaring at the students as they walked by and laughed. "Are you okay?" She asked, placing the books in a neat pile.

Gwen nodded rubbing her forehead with her one free hand. "Yeah thanks." She stood up using the free lockers as support. "I never saw you before. I'm Gwen." maybe she could start making friends again.

Casper looked down for a second. "I tend to 'blend' in well, I'm Casper." She flashed a crooked smile trying to seem friendly.

Gwen nodded. "Yeah? Maybe you could teach me sometime. I wish I could just, disappear." She truly felt this, no one even remembered her being the popular girl she once was and she just wanted to escape them.

Casper tilted her head. "You want to fade out in the crowd? Thats a first." She laughed lightly and nodded. "If you hang out with me long enough you'll disappear."

Gwen smiled. "Perfect. Wanna hang?" she said. It seemed to her that Casper understood her. Now that was a first.

Casper shook her head slowly nodding. "Sure thing." Another crooked smile played acoss her face. "I think for now we shoukd get to class."

Lilly Haiden was one who was always in the outcast group. No one noticed her and she never cared. Lilly wore black clothes every day. She was basically an emo, gothic girl. She stayed away from crowds and just kept to herself. She walked down the hall-way trying to disappear from the people staring at her. She pushed the staring and laughter into the back of her mind. This 16 year old had such a dark and backwards life, but that was just how she had always been.

Lilly kept walking along the hall, still trying to disappear, but it never seemed to go her way....she never disappeared. At one point she tripped over someones foot. They had diliberately put their foot out to trip her, but Lilly just got up and kept walking, paying no attention those laughing their heads off at her.

Casper grabbed Gwen's wrist and dragged her along to a girl who had been tripped. "Are you okay?" She asked tilting her head. "Don't pay them any attention, they're a bunch of jerks." She stretched her hand out to the girl with a crooked smile dancing across her face. She had talked more today than any other time before.

Lilly looked uo at the girl, her cheeks a light red. "Yeah I'm ok." She would say nervously. Lilly gave a small smile and shook the girls hand. "Umm....thank you for asking if I was ok. No one ever does that to me." Lilly said, her smile a bit bigger and her voice still a bit nervous. "My name is Lilly." She would say as she picked up something she had dropped.

Casper flashed another crooked smile before speaking. "Its nothing, we have to stick together when theres so many negatives out there." She spoke in a sheepish voice, not knowing what to say, if to say anything. "I'm Casper."

Gwen was dragged over to another outcast. Who knew there were so many in the school? She had been popular and like so many people do now, never noticed. Now that she was one, she noticed a lot of things that she normally wouldn't. "I'm Gwen."

Casper smiled and looked up. "The bell is going to ring soon, we should get to class." She looked at the others with her signature smile.

Lilly nodded and began to walk towards her classroom. "I guess maybe I'll see you guys later then." Lilly said as she walked off, waving a little at them. She quickly got to her classroom and sat down in one of the desks in the very back to try to avoid the preps who nrmally picked on her. Her class at the moment was English.....her most hated class. She normally wanted to jus fall asleep in this class, but she didn't to avoid getting in trouble. The bell rang and Lilly sighed, ahting every moment she spent in the school.

Casper sat in her geometry class staring at the clock the whole time. "Any day now...." Her hungry eyes waited for the class to end. Lunch time. Another nightmare to live through. She got up and walked slowly, not wanting to enter the cafeteria.

Lilly finally got through her English class and quickly got up and ran through the door when the beel rang. It was absolute heck trying to get to the cafeteria, get your lunch, without being picked on, or trpped or something like that. Thankfully today she got through it fine and found an empty table to sit at. Lilly sat down and slowly ate her lunch, by herself as usual. She sighed and took a sip of her drink, watching all the kids laughing and communicating with each like they did everyday.

OOC: Hope you don't mind someone else hopping in here.

Simon found himself perched on an empty table in the cafeteria. He had floated through today, not really paying attention to much at all. Right now however, the only thing he was paying attention to was the guitar he had set across his lap, that he was strumming gently, waiting for a tune to come into his head.

Nothing would come however, so he set the guitar down behind him and ran his hands through his hair, a blonde tinged with purple, and leaned back on his hands. He sighed. He was popular, in his own little group, the music kids, but he had always wished for something more, and he never knew where he could get that from.

Lilly finished her lunch and threw it away. She got another drink because she was pretty thirsty that day. As she sat back down at her table, she was gazing across the lunchroom when she saw a guy with a guitar and blonde hair tinged with purple. Somehow just the sight of this guy made her smile, but she let the pass and she watched him sit among the crowd of people he was with. She knew good and well that she would never fit in that group. She was an outcast and that's where she'd always be.

Gwen had exited her Latin class. She looked at her test that the Mister had past back. 65%. She was barely passing. Gwen shoved it into the nearest trash can and headed towards the cafeteria. She waited through the line, got her lunch and looked for a table. Suddenly a group of kids passed by and slapped the tray out of her hands. Her lunch spilled all over the floor and a custodian came to clean it up. He glared at her but she was just glad that none of the food hit her this time. Gwen searched the cafeteria for the two new girls she had met in the halls. She considered them friends considering they were outcasts as well. As she searched her eyes met with the blonde haired guy sitting with the music group. She looked from his guitar to his face before looking away to sit with Lilly who she had just spotted through the corner of her eye. "Hi." she said shyly. She wasn't used to talking to people still.