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Character Portrait: Natalia Nicoletta Jade Constantine Character Portrait: Christian Kennedy Shaddix
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An explosion of rhythm and melody woke the daughter of Apollo with a jolt, a melody which she has heard many times before, but was extremely uncanny to hear after the dream she had just had.

Only you can be...
The aching in my heart, my enemy...
The only animal I couldn't fight...
You hold me in the dark when storms arrive...
Only you...


After several attempts to turn off her iPod dock, Nolee grumbled to herself, unsure of what words were even coming out of her mouth, as she scrambled up out of her warm bed, which seemed to be calling to her, begging her to stay longer and shelter her from the cold winds that the outside had to offer. Would that I could, oh, would that I could....she thought, then checked the time on her iPod, her eyes stinging from the bright screen compared to the over-all dimness of the room. Thirty minutes to get ready, as usual, not that she needed anymore time than that, she wasn't one to loiter around the mirror for endless hours.

Only you can see,
The emptiness I feel when you're with me,
When everything you say, I'm on my knees,
Baby I'm on my knees,
Baby I'm on my knees,
Baby I'm on my knees...


Ignoring the song, the brunette went to her closet; an assortment consisting of clothes halfway hanging off their racks, dozens of pairs of shoes in the corner, and all sorts of mysterious items on the top shelf, then she hastily sorted through her bundles of band shirts, some more ripped than others, and decided on a classic Ramones shirt, self-cut to suit her alternative style. Yes, Johnny Ramone would be proud...Next she reached for a pair of white skinny jeans and a couple of belts, and immediately got to changing, knowing that fixing her frizzy, tangled knots of hair was a tad more important to her than her outfit for the day. While still buttoning up her jeans, she went over to her dresser, then dug out her straightener and plugged it into the outlet, right next to the mirror on her wall. For the most part, her room could be considered a jungle, almost nothing could be found when it was most needed, and was right in front of her eyes when she couldn't care less about it.

Luckily, she had packed her bag the previous night, mostly focusing on the beauty products she would need to carry with her to touch up through-out the day with. Eyeliner? Yes. Mascara? Double yes. You could always worry about books and notes paper later.

After twenty minutes of hair fixing, makeup applying, jewelry hunting, and shoe finding, Nolee was at the door, combat boots laced up, leather jacket on, her bag hanging over her shoulder lazily. The next thought that took over her mind was hunting down a bottle of SoBe water to wash down her nerves with. The song that was playing before had long ended by now, and she stored her iPod safely into her bag. The last thing she grabbed on her way out was her guitar case, which was always ready to go by the door, picks safely stored, her phone in the front pocket. Turning off the lights to her room, she walked out, seeming as if she could have conquered the world, yet she was secretly trying to store the dream involving him in the back of her mind. Today was not the day for that, right here was not the right place.



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The fact that Christian woke up early, an entire hour early for that matter, already meant that the day wasn't starting out to be a good one, according to his pessimistic ego. After a night of restlessness and constant waking up only to shift onto his other side and snooze off again, he was not feeling well rested in the least bit, and he was certainly not looking forward to a day full of...LEARNING...and being sociable with people. Then again, who was. Nevertheless, not being one to complain, and knowing it was not worth it to attempt to go back to sleep, he had gotten up, and was already dressed within ten minutes, putting on a random pair of jeans, a black V-neck, and his black Vans. Even by then, he had fifty minutes to spare before he even had to start walking to his class.

How might he spend that time? Well, Youtube was interesting for about ten minutes. Facebook memes captivated his interest for about two. Texting Nolee and not getting a reply kept him busy the longest, about fifteen minutes of just staring at his phone. This might have seemed like awkward behavior, considering he had never seen Nolee in any romantic way. But the girl was someone he fully trusted, someone who made his day a LITTLE better than what it usually turned out to be. And besides, he had important business to talk to her about. Important PEOPLE he needed her good advice on.

This bummed him out, for he had a different schedule than his brunette sidekick. Following this thought, he groaned at the next one: Greek Mythology. Nothing better first thing in the morning.

"Oh, stop complaining," he grumbled to himself, then stood up from the edge of his bed where he was sitting the entire time, no doubt consuming more of his phone's battery life than he should have been. Looking around his room, he cursed himself for not preparing his stuff earlier, and began the search for whatever he might need for the day. Joy.