Jack Lake's Story

A sigh escaped the tumbled pile of pillows and blankets that encased Elinor Lethbridge like a cocoon. With a small mewl and a stretch she flipped back the covers and sat upright and sighed again. With a resigned shrug she slid her feet into her slipper and looked across her room to the the perfectly made bed and smiled. "'Spose Myra's been wandering the night again." Elle muttered to herself as she rose to shower. She spent the next fifteen minutes plotting out her goals for the year as she usually did and repeated positive affirmations to herself as she toweled off. After blow drying, curling and make-up application Elle was finally capable of making an appearance in polite company. She knew some kids just went to breakfast in pajamas and didn't care how disturbing it was for other people to have to witness. That was the last thing she could relate to. She might dislike her parents but they always raised her to always put her best foot forward. That included appearance.

Entering the cafeteria the tall redhead looked around nonchalantly, trying to gauge the new kids and perhaps trying to catch a glimpse of any friends who might be among the crowd. Exiting the line her dark green eyes wandered around the room. Catching sight of Arturo's table she flashed a slight grin before moving on, her gaze straying a little too long on Warren before she caught a glimpse of Rhine. Straightening her shoulders and flipping her long red hair behind her she walked towards her friend's table. "You're looking like the new kid no one wants to sit with. Thought I'd come and save you the embarrassment." Elle teased as she sat across from Rhine. Opening her milk and plastic utensils, the ginger girl looked around the cafeteria and then back to her friend "Not a whole lot of fresh meat this term, hope it won't be too terribly dull." She remarked before starting in on her pancakes.





"Oh hell" Henry grumbled as he reached out an slapped at the alarm clock before looking over at his roommate through have lidded eyes. Noticing that he was still asleep the seventeen year old took his chance to get in a shower first. Greeted by a spray of cold water the latin boy let out a string of curses dirty enough to make your grandmother turn blue. After suffering though perhaps the worst shower of his life Henry quickly toweled off and slipped into a plain white tee shirt and an old pair of jeans and topped it off with a blazer as he made his way out the door. On second thought he didn't think he looked half bad for waking up so incredibly late as he grinned at his reflection in the hallway mirror.

Breezing through the cafeteria doors Henry immediately got in line and got his food. Starving as he usually was he got as much as they'd let him have. Henry was a growing boy after all. Stepping out of line a grin spread over his face as he noticed Arturo and Cheveyo..or part of Cheveyo, whatever and Ginny. With a small wave he started to make his way to their table before catching sight of Haven in his peripheral vision. Noticing that his best friend seemed a bit anxious he changed direction mid stride and was at Haven's table, within seconds the handsome boy was seated across from her his biscuit nearly half-eaten before he spoke. "Sorry, I was starving." He apologized taking a swig from his milk before he gave his full attention to the girl in front him.
"So what's up? You nervous about class? You know you're smart, you don't have anything to worry about." Henry reassured his friend, a comforting smile stretching across his tan face.





Posy laid quietly in bed as she listened to her roommate rise, get ready and exit their shared room. Vivian seemed kind of delicate and Posy didn't know if perhaps she just bothered the girl more than anything. Although she was dying to ask her what color her aura was. Posy thought pink for sure, maybe aquamarine? Rubbing her eyes she yawned loudly as shook her platinum and pink hair out of her half-lidded blue eyes. The thin teenager stretched like a cat and strolled to her closet pondering what attire would best suit the day. Purple mesh shirt over a neon pink tank? Yes. A pair of acid washed jeans. Double Yes. A silk royal blue robe to top it off? Yes, Triple yes. With a quick glance in the small mirror she kept for herself, Posy grimaced at herself ruffled her hair and left the dorm room.

Grabbing herself an apple and a bottled water Posy wandered around the cafeteria. She'd probably be cool to sit at Arturo's table but she didn't really know Cheveyo or Myra and Genevieve was a complete unknown. Who knows what you might get with her. Then there were the sprinkling of students who sat at tables by themselves. Deciding she didn't really care where she sat the long-limbed teen took a seat with Arturo figuring Kaelana would be along any minute, draping her lanky frame across a chair and propping her legs on the table in front of her. Posy took a noisy bite out of her apple and nodded to other kids in a greeting. Sometimes it was just too early to verbalize, man.






Taking a deep breath Jack looked around the cafeteria. This was the hardest part about being a new kid. Finding a table...a group that won't get up as soon as you sit down. Jack had plenty of experience with that at his last school and it wasn't how he planned this year going. Taking note of the girl that he'd been shown around the school with a few days previously he started walking towards her. They were both new, might as well get a feel for the place together maybe? Strength in numbers and all that.

"Mind if I join you?" Jack asked, his wide smile encompassing his face as he hitched up his black pants and took a seat at Philanie's table. "I figured neither of us know anyone, at least I haven't made any lasting relationships in the last three days. If you have you've gotta let me in on your secret." The charismatic boy offered to his tablemate as he began to neatly eat his breakfast. "So this place is kind of a trip, huh?" Jack said doing his best to break the ice. "That whole good or evil thing, I mean what was that? I'm Jack by the way." He introduced himself, another award winning smile crossing his chiseled features.

The school rattled with voices, low and high mutters that seemed distant, it was all enough to wake him up. The bright light that came from the blinds of his window stung his eyelids. Augustus was never a morning person though something did motivate him to get up today. It was the arrival of the new students, and new students came new personalities and new abilities, this was all exciting to Augustus at the moment. What time is it? Augustus thought, he turned to face his cloak which told him it was close to being 6:30. The new students most have arrived already. Augustus sprung forward, sending his bed sheets soaring to the side. He stretched and went straight to his dresser. He put on his favorite pair of washed out jeans and a Rolling Stones t-shirt that had all the band members signatures on the back. Augustus didn't have the appropriate apparel for a headmaster but he did not care for his choice of clothing at the moment.

Augustus left his room, he was heading for his office to retrieve paperwork so that he could prepare for his history class which was scheduled for later. Walking through the halls Augustus was approached by many familiar faces. "Good morning," he said to many. Once reaching his office, he observed the room. His office was big but scattered with paperwork, the usual. He was never organized but something was off. His office smelt of hard liquor and made him wonder if anyone got hold of his stash of alcohol. He checked but his bottles still remained, he smirked. Once finding the papers he needed there was talking coming from the shades of his door. As he reached for the door knob Kaelana barged in.

Augustus himself was startled, Kaelana was not looking like herself but more like the female version of The Hulk. Her hair was green, she had a tattoo which was out sized and her eyes were in the transition of turning green. "I assume you crossed paths with Avalyn." Augustus tried not to laugh, Avalyn was the school prankster, she would even prank the staff and it was all for the good matter but Kaelana looked like she wasn't taking it lightly. "Kaelana whatever Avalyn pulled on you, it will wear out, trust me!" Augustus wasn't so sure of himself but comfort was what Kaelana needed."Now let's go get breakfast, I'll escort you." Augustus locked the door behind him and went with Kaelana to the cafeteria.

Upon arrival Augustus gingerly pushed Kaelana to the people she hung out with, who were sitting in the middle. Arturo and Genevieve were looking rather devious but Augustus didn't want to bother. "Who here is ready for my history class?" Augustus was loud and bold, he searched the cafeteria for a reaction, only a couple of hands flew which made Augustus frown. He poured himself some cereal and chewed away. In the corner of the room was one of Augustus' favorite students, Haven Tatumn. Augustus smiled at her and moved his gaze across the cafe. He searched for the new faces and planned to approach them individually. Augustus got up from the counter which he was leaning on and moved towards a girl and a boy, he could already recall both of their names. "Philanie and Jack is it? Welcome to Maldoy!" Augustus said it with the most warmth and welcoming. "If both of you need anything or need someone to talk to, I'm always in my office."Augustus locked eyes with both of them for a long second and Augustus moved swiftly out of the cafeteria.





Vaughan's ears were buzzing, his head was pounding. He was slightly hung over which is rather ridiculous because its only the second day of school. Vaughan fought the will to fall back asleep and wiggled himself out of his bed and onto the floor. Bradley was still sleeping, his light snores made it difficult not to laugh. Vaughan jumped in the shower, the hot water helped calm down his slight headache. After getting out of the shower, he brushed his teeth, took a minute to floss and then time flew as he stood in front of the mirror complimenting himself. Vaughan put on gray joggers, a white tank top and his favorite pair of sneakers. He wants to go out for a run around the campus before school actually starts. Before leaving he almost forgot to wake up Bradley. He approached the side of his bed and shook Bradley by the shoulder. "Bro wake up, its morning and the new kids are here." Bradley moved around and gestured something with his hands, that was enough for Vaughan to know that he got the message.

Vaughan headed downstairs, and went to the cafeteria to get something to eat before his run. Sitting in the center of the cafeteria were Arturo, Genevieve, Kaelana and Myra. He saw Haven in the corner and Vaughan blinked. Two of the girls he had feelings for were in the same room, and that made Vaughan anxious. He hesitated he tried not to think about it and went straight for the food. He got a rather large meal. A meal which consisted of two plates of scrambled eggs, three pieces of toast, and two bottles of water. He observed the cafeteria for a moment, two people he couldn't recognize sat with each other and those were some of the new kids. Vaughan saw Warren, who was sitting at table by himself. "How's it going, good looking?" Vaughan smirked, he picked the seat across from Warren. Vaughan started to dig in, he hadn't had anything to eat since yesterdays lunch and that was the cause to why his stomach growls sounded like a pack of wolves. Vaughan looked up and locked eyes with Warren. "Do you want to go jogging with me after this? I was planning to go run through the forest," Vaughan asked while taking a big huge bite of his toast.

Philanie grinned some at Jack's remark. Hmm – So he's gay? No problem there. She made a mental note to keep an eye on him so that she could determine his sexual preference – It would be really awkward if she was hitting on him and he announced that he swing that way. “Yeah, he's alright I guess.” She offered a light shrug of indifference. Sure, Headmaster Smith was somewhat attractive, but given that he lived forever, she knew that love for him must be an absolute pain. If she was actually capable of caring so deeply for someone, she didn't think that it would be healthy for her sanity to watch loved ones dying year after year. Hell,watching them grow old must be exhausting enough! No, sir. But at this point in time, she didn't really care about anyone enough that immortality would bother her.

She glanced back at Jack as Augustus disappeared into the crowd. “Nervous? Me? Is it that obvious?” She gave a light laugh and shook her head. “I don't think nervous is he right word...Overwhelmed, maybe. I mean – I thought that I was all alone with my...abilities. Never did I think that there were so many of us – Much less an academy! Its...breathtaking. Although, I didn't feel quite as special when I found out that there were so many.” She joked, feigning a pout. Jack seemed like a sweet guy...But Philanie seemed like a sweet girl. “Yeah – This place is pretty big. I have English first period, too! We could sit at the back of the class together; I hope we read some Robert Frost.” She enthused, her small splurge leaking out her secret love of poetry. Her gaze then fell onto the table in the very center of the cafeteria where it seemed a lot of students were gathering...

Cheveyo clone smirked at Myra's response and shook his head. Before he could respond, Jason seemed to come from nowhere and take the words right out of his mouth. “Exactly. While Kaelana is sorting out our Titans stuff, I'm sure Arturo wouldn't mind aiding you in your endeavor to kiss and make up with Calculus.” He chuckled before turning to Jason. “What's good, Jason? You enjoy your break from academics?” Cheveyo was well aware of Jason's reputation as a holier-than-thou prick, but since the man had never acted maliciously against Cheveyo or anyone he cared about, Jason wasn't a threat to him.

Kaelana tapped her chin in response to Posy's question, pursing her lips. “What harm could skipping do? That gives me more time to train and come up with the Titans new number. Or we could just try out some new strains I'm growing.” Kaelana was always thinking about work – School work, A Capella work, Work work, and Training work. She only rested at a party, and even then she was working, coming up with new dance moves. She grinned, running her fingers through her hair. She caught a glance of her arm and sighed, as the tattoos had moved up. “Hey, Pocketful – What do you think about...this stuff?” She motioned to her recent 'makeover' with a light grimace. It wasn't that Kaelana didn't like it – She thought it was pretty sexy. It was just...surprising. And she didn't like those sorts of surprises.

The real Cheveyo was smiling as Anastascia woke up, letting his hand graze gently over her face as she gave him a light kiss. Even without the lip gloss, she still had a sweet taste that sent a chill down his spine. He wanted it to last longer, but he knew how she was about morning make outs – He really hated that she would ever think that she could look even remotely ugly. Even if she had messed up makeup, wild hair, and grungy clothes, Cheveyo would still find her utterly adorable and sexy at the same time. He shook her head as she went into the bathroom to change and rose up from the bed himself. He closed his eyes, taking a few minutes to see where his clone was. He could hear the loud chattering of the cafeteria and could smell fresh fruit. And apparently Calculus had found out that Myra was cheating, so they weren't speaking. He chuckled to himself before opening his eyes.

He gave a light 'oomph' as he withdrew his clone, which caused the Cheveyo in the cafeteria to disappear completely as though he were never there. The real, and only Cheveyo walking about now was throwing on a simple black tank top – He always kept a few spare clothing changes in his girlfriend's room just in case. Plus she said she liked the way they made the room smell; he always sprayed his with his Spirit cologne. He stripped off his boxers and grabbed a pair of black gym shorts – Today was a good day to go commando. Just as he got his shorts pulled on, Anastascia came out of the bathroom. He gave a short wolf-whistle, his eyebrows going up. “You look...amazing.” He smiled widely.

He moved towards her and put his hands on her waist, moving one to gently cup her cheek. “But you know I always think you're beautiful. With a face like that, there's no way you could ever look ugly.” He spoke in a reassuring tone, moving his face down to capture her lips with his. The hand on her waist moved to the small of her back, pulling her closer as he slipped his tongue past her lips with a light smile. He gave a soft 'mmph' as he lifted her up with the one arm, spinning her around before setting her down and breaking the kiss. “You worry too much, love.” He caressed her cheek once more before clasping her hand within his and proceeding out the door, closing it behind him. It was quite the walk down to the cafeteria, but he enjoyed every step.

When they finally got there, he took a seat and pulled Anastascia in close to him, kissing her cheek. “What's good, people?” He smiled wider as he was greeted by a chorus of hey's and a few slaps on the back as well as a punch to the arm here and there. He looked to Arturo, as he sat himself between the Italian and the Brazilian, having set Annie next to Kaelana. “Nice tats, Kaekae. Diggin' the whole nature vibe. The green really goes great with ya.” He grinned some before elbowing Arturo.”Who're the newbies?” He asked, nodding to Philanie and Jack before grabbing a peeled orange.

Arturo offered a shrug, taking his gaze off of Haven. “Beats me, pal. Let's find out, though.” Arturo looked back over at the two new kids and put his fingers between his lips, letting out a high pitched whistle that caused Philanie to turn her head. “Hey, you's two! C'mere!” Arturo called out, using his usual 'mafioso' accent. Philanie pointed to both her and Jack, blinking in a truly surprised manner. What could they want with her and Jack? As Arturo nodded, she glanced to Jack. “Looks like we've been summoned by the popular kids.” She giggled with her joking tone before picking up her tray and moving slowly towards the table.

There were people staring at the two as they walked, though Philanie didn't may them any mind. It was just before she got to the table that she felt a strange sensation in her left foot as though the gravity had been negated in that area alone, causing her to stumble and fall right onto the floor. Her orange juice went flying onto Henry and Haven's table, shattering and getting them both soaked from the lap up as well as pegged with a few shards of glass. Poor Philanie had gotten a mess of oatmeal all over her face and chest. The girl who had done it was standing nearby, laughing with unattractive snorts. Philanie, had she been ready to show what a bitch she was, would have normally gotten up and proceeded to beat the shit out of the blonde bitch. But it wasn't time for that yet – Avalyn had just given her the perfect opening to get the sympathy of others.

She could already hear the 'aww, poor dear!'s and 'Avalyn is such a bitch's as she got up and tried to run away, though ended up slipping in the oatmeal and busting her lip. That actually did hurt. She didn't care about the laughing and the jeers – Her face hurt! The pain had brought up memories of beatings and rapes that she had forced down so long ago, causing her to cry out. “Shut up! Just shut the fuck up! Stop it!” She jumped up, her heels skidding as she managed to run out of the cafeteria, wiping oatmeal and tears from her eyes, leaving a trail of food on her way out to the center courtyard that was seemingly abandoned. The poor girl sat down on the fountain, putting her fists to head, pressing them against her temple as she tried to force her thoughts back to calm.

“Open up your mouth, bitch! Didn't your mother teach you anything?” A man hissed at a small Philanie, who was curled in a corner, crying her poor little heart out. “Shut up! Just shut the fuck up! Stop it!” She cried out, throwing a nearby lamp at him as she attempted to bolt, hoping to escape through the doggy door. The man with blonde hair dodged the lamp and ran to her, snatching her by her hair and wrestling over to the couch. “That's okay! I like 'em nice and feisty!” He snickered as he threw her body down onto the cushions. “Now, let me pop that little cherry.” His laugh was sinister as he began to remove his belt, feeding from the fear in the seven year old's eyes.

Back in the cafeteria, Avalyn had escaped out to the front lawn after Kaelana broke her nose and busted her lip. Genevieve sighed boredly and examined her nails. “She has gonorrhea, anyways. So the joke's on her, I suppose.” Kaelana looked over at Ginny, a puzzled expression gracing her face. “Since when?” The French girl laughed softly. “Since I just said so, tree-hugger.” She shook her head and moved away from the table, going towards her girlfriend. She would help the new girl – But she didn't know her enough to care. She'd help Henry and Haven...But Seychelle was more important. She sat, forcing herself between Carlee and Seychelle. Genevieve didn't like Carlee. As far as she was concerned, Carlee was just a dopey little tag-along that was getting too close to her girlfriend for comfort. Ginny could be a little picky about who Seychelle flirted with. And she just didn't like quiet little Carlee. Nothing really personal. She just didn't like her.

She leaned into Seychelle, making sure to deliver a long, deep, gentle, and passionate kiss before pulling away with her trademark smile. “I hope you enjoyed last night – I felt like I was being a bit too...rough.” She licked her ruby red lips as she leaned in kissing her girlfriend's neck. One could not even begin to describe the levels of possessive that Ginny was on. But, what made her love Seychelle even more was that Chelle didn't care. Genevieve had her friends talk to her all the time about how she should be faithful to Chelle if she really loved her – But apparently they didn't know what polyamorous was. And she had heard enough from some of Seychelle's lackeys about how she needed to stop fucking around on Seychelle or be fair and let Chelle flirt and sleep with other people that Ginny didn't pick. Everyone was a critic. But all that mattered to Genevieve was Seychelle being comfortable. If the self-proclaimed Queen was uncomfortable with their relationship, she would have said so.

Ginny turned her head to Carlee and smiled in a wickedly sweet manner. “Oh, did I come between you two? I'm sorry – You should wear a brighter clothing. I didn't even see you there.” She shrugged and turned her attention back to Seychelle.

Henry scoffed at Haven's words as he rolled his eyes. "Keeping me from my friends? You're my friend. Wait...Unless you're trying to say something?" Henry said with mock horror and indignation, a smile already crossing his face. He liked Haven and knew that sometimes he came off a bit too strong for her. Usually he could tell and try to back off, he was hoping he'd caught himself in time.

Yet before he could find out if he'd offended Haven he instead found themselves covered in orange juice. He'd been so into their conversation he hadn't even noticed the two new arrivals walk by their table until they were covered in sticky juice. Immediately jumping to his feet with a swear he looked up and caught Avalyn's eye. Watching her laugh while she caused a girl to fall on her very first day in front of the whole cafeteria not to mention soaking them in fucking orange juice made Henry see red for a moment. "Way to be a real fucking bitch, Avalyn!" Henry shouted in anger as he took note of the change overcoming Haven. Forgetting about Avalyn he started grabbing whatever dry napkins he could find and started shoving them across the table to his drenched friend.

"She wonders why everyone hates her stupid stupid face." The angry boy muttered to himself as he haphazardly began to pick up shards of glass, knowing that there wasn't a need to be afraid of cut himself accidentally. Giving up on collecting them all he merely brushed the mixture of oj and shards of glass off the table and wiped his hands on a dry patch of jeans and held it out to Haven. "I know you hate orange juice. So do I, why do you think we got milk? Let's go." Henry remarked to his shaken friend, his voice low and as comforting as he could make it. "We'll skip first period and regroup, yeah?" He offered, hoping that she would be able to pull herself together enough to get out of the cafeteria. Once she was away from the view of the entire cafeteria the better she'd feel.

Jack



Jack grinned as he answered his tablemate "I think everyone's nervous, right? New term and everything, I imagine even the kids who've been going here for years feel a bit nervous or overwhelmed." Taking a long look around the cafeteria he could see kids from every walk of life, it was almost impossible to think that each one of them had some secret power locked up within them. Not to mention the bizarre fact that he was one of them.

"I thought I was the only one until my mom began to research. Found out there are lot more of us than you'd think." The wise beyond his years boy nodded tending to agree with Nina's statement about not feeling quite as special. Smiling broadly he quirked an eyebrow at Nina and winked "I don't think we'll have any problem standing out though. Have you seen what an amazing pair we make? You're gorgeous and me...well. I don't want to sound conceited but.." Jack finished, sitting back in his chair and gesturing towards himself.

Leaning forward before he could fall back in his chair Jack nodded vigorously "A poetry fan, eh? Nice. I've hoping we get into some Bradbury, we all have these weird super powers might as well get into some sci-fi." He answered vibrantly, he might not have been the most well-read student, or the most interested but he did have a love for anything sci-fi. Pushing the rest of his breakfast around his plate his head whipped up at the sound of a piercing whistle, looking behind himself and then to Philanie he raised his eyebrows worriedly. "How do we know they're the popular kids, they could be a decoy!" Jack hissed to Nina as he watched her rise and begin to walk over to the table.

What a polite bunch. Jack thought as he bowed to peer pressure and rose to follow the tall dark haired girl he'd become tentative friends with only to see disaster strike. He too had felt the tuggings of something, he wasn't sure what. Either way he'd lost his footing and been barely able to regain it and keep his half-empty glass of milk from following Nina's onto the pair of students. Dexterity came in handy, though he hadn't been able to save his new friend. He watched as she screamed and tore out of the cafeteria. Wondering if she'd even want someone who was barely more than a stranger to comfort her Jack took a deep breath as he looked at the students who'd been drenched in juice. Noting that one was glowing he hastily apologized before quickly sliding his still intact tray onto the main table.

Flipping out his napkin and placing it neatly in his lap he flashed his most charming grin at the table and introduced himself. "Jack Lake, it's a pleasure. That kind of thing happen a lot around here?"




"It can't do any harm. It's like the second day. What are they gonna teach us? We'll probably have to do those exercises to get know everyone even if most of us have known each other forever. I mean, I've all ready taken my learning cap off, man. Let's go try out strains. Or music or what did you say? " Posy said in her usual monotone as she plopped back down into a chair. Posy was smart contrary to popular belief it just didn't seem like that a good majority of the time. She was very wise beyond her years, had great observational skills and if she only applied herself could be earning top marks as we speak. At least that's what her teachers told her. Didn't sound like much fun to the wild child though.

Looking Kaelana up and down she did a little shimmy as she purred and meowed in response to her question. "Would it be fucked up if I said I was jealous? Do you know how impossible it is to get that shade of green with just bleach and whatever you can find at hot topic? Very hard...trust me. You're like sex on a stick, honey. Sex on a vine? Whatever." Posy trailed off her short attention span making itself known as she watched a catastrophe unfold before her. With a grimace crossing her usually serene face she watched the new girl run for cover, feeling a pang of sympathy for her while the other student went ahead and took a seat at their table. Guess they weren't real close friends.




Elle tilted her head back and laughed at Danilo. He was always such a charmer at least when he was around Rhine and Elle. The modelesque redhead knew that together her and Rhine made quite the duo. Fun, unexpected and a bit wild and dangerous not mention they were both gorgeous in completely different ways. Danilo was definitely not wrong in complementing Elle's beauty considering what a vain streak she had.

Focusing her attention on the newly arrived Francesco, Elle practically purred her greeting. " Hello, love. Absolutely perfect now that you've both decided to join us." Elle tried to catch Rhine's eye as she arched one perfectly manicured brow in her friends direction. "We were ever so lonely." Though her and Francesco were technically just friends there was something about him that made Elle feel as though there was electricity pulsing through her body. I guess you could say he sent a thrill of excitement through her.

Smirking at Danilo's assessment of the new kids Elle was about to offer that if either of the males wouldn't mind her inhabiting their body for few hours she wouldn't mind seeing what that new girl was all about. Instead she watched in amazement as the girl wiped out, her breakfast splattering her and juice showering poor little Henry and Haven. Elle couldn't help but to laugh to herself, her shoulders shaking slightly as she covered her mouth in an effort to be polite.
"Well it's not as if we know her, Danilo. She could be an axe-murdering cannibal and that could be the very least she deserves. Now look at that one..." She offered with a small gesture towards the boy that'd been following the poor victimized girl. "Avalyn tried to trip him too, but she couldn't somehow. He's just as cool and collected as can be. I'd much rather that than a girl who runs screaming like a banshee from the room. What about you?" She finished, her green eyes flashing towards Rhine.





Sally had given up on trying to find her class and instead began to follow the students on their way to breakfast. She'd had tea but she might as well eat something and perhaps someone could point her in the right direction. She'd really been hoping to run into Augustus, she was nervous and jittery thinking about it. The healing part was fine, she'd been doing that since she was kid. It was the teaching part that scared her was the thought of all those faces looking up at her expectantly. As if she had the answers. Oh god, she did have the answers. She thought wildly to herself. You went to school for a very, very long time for this. You're perfectly capable. Standing up straight and pushing back her shoulders, Sally felt a renewed sense of hope. Maybe this day wouldn't be the worst of her life.

Looking over her shoulder one last time for a sight of Augustus she lost track of where she was going, letting out a small shriek as she either collided with the wall or with the tall intimidating man before her. God, she thought, I hope I didn't bump right into him. Please let me have hit a wall. Much less embarrassing. Straightening her dress she looked up at the man and gave him a sheepish grin. He definitely looked older maybe not a student and perhaps if he wasn't completely off put by her display of clumsiness he might help her out.

"God, I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going like a complete fool." Sally apologized, her eyes widening and dimples deepening in a plea for mercy from the stranger. "Actually, I'm new here and kind of lost. You look like someone who knows where things are. Oh...where are my manners. My name is Sally by the way, Sally Winters. New nurse and health teacher" Sally babbled, her face reddening and her manner becoming a bit flustered. What a way to make a first impression

Genevieve grinned at Carson's arrival with jokes – Though he seemed sincere in his words. “We may just have to take you up on that offer, cher. But, I'm not quite sure you can keep up with us.” She smirked, resting a hand on his lap while batting her thick lashes. She had no problem flirting with Carson – He was an attractive young man with a dangerous streak that made her bite her bottom lip. She rested a hand on his lap and rolled her eyes at Carlee's protests. She moved her hand up to caress his cheek gently, pouting a little. “Aww, but we were having such fun with our planning. But – I suppose if you do everything Mouse says, you aren't quite ready to roll around in the sheets with us just yet.” She teased lightly, though there was some sincerity behind it as she turned her attention away from the twins and back to her love.

Philanie shook her head violently with her fists still pressed to them, growling under her breath. “Shut up, shut up, shut up!” She ground her teeth down until she thought she was going to break them. It was then that she heard another female's voice. She reduced her cries to sniffles, shaking her head again. “I'm f-fine.” She managed to choke out after a minute or so. “Just...busted my lip...And the rest of my face in oatmeal...” She murmured, pressing two fingers to her upper lip, pressing against the plush flesh, feeling the warm stickiness of blood. She pulled her fingers away and stared at it. That bitch drew blood! Philanie had to force her right eye not to twitch as she wiped it on her pants. “I'm Philanie...Just call me Nina.” She shook her head and offered a weak smile. She was in such a state of stun that she didn't bother to hide the darkness that was clouding her eyes. I will not be taken advantage of anymore...

Philanie shook her head and smiled again at Nina. “Thanks for asking me if I'm okay – Its good to know there's at least one considerate person at this damned place. Your kindness will not be forgotten, but I have some business to take care of.” As though a flip had been switched in her body, her entire mood switched over and she left before Valentina could protest. She was a woman on a mission, brushing past Myra without a second glance. She went back into the school and made her way through the halls, stopping a group of older-looking students. “Hey – You seen this girl?” They looked at her questioningly, a couple of them giggling at her appearance until she began to shift before their very eyes. It wasn't a smooth and sexy Mystique sort of shift, either. You could hear her bones reforming and her innards gushing as she took on the height, size, and weight of Avalyn. Her hair became blonde, her complexion paler, her lips thinner, and her hair shorter and curlier. They nodded quickly as one of them answered. “Avalyn – Yeah. She's out in the front. Why?”

The South African didn't care to answer as she stormed past them, making her way to Avalyn outside. She looked around the massive lawn until she found her near a bush, nursing a busted lip and what might have been a broken nose. She thought that she could handle the first few weeks of playing it cool – Being the scared new girl. But this place wasn't like anywhere she had been before. She had sworn after she killed her mother that nobody would ever hurt her again and get away with it. The people here were obviously a bunch of jackasses and bitches – It would take too long for her liking to weed out who was worth her time and who needed to be stepped on. Not to mention that she had to redeem herself! No way was she going to suffer the rest of the year as that girl. No muthafucking way!

It took a few minutes, but Avalyn managed to shift again with minimal pain, now taking on the form of Arturo, as she had remembered seeing him at the table. Smirking, she moved towards Avalyn and called out to her. “Yo, Avalyn! Nice shit you pulled back there. I laughed so hard I choked on a few grapes. Though, after being with Donny, it wouldn't be the first time – Am I right?” The South African was quick to adapt to Arturo's mindset as his knowledge, his history, his powers, his strengths and skills, and his weaknesses came pouring into her head. Or his head. He smiled as Avalyn waved, pinching her nose. “Glad you appreciated it – You see the way that pussy just ran out? Fucking hilarious. But you need to put a fucking collar on your girlfriend. I swear, if she hits me one more fuckin-” Arturo held up a hand. “I'll handle her. You need to come in and get that checked out. Gotta stop back in the cafeteria and grab my bag, though.”

Avalyn nodded. “Thanks for coming to check on me – Maybe we can play doctor later?” She winked at him as Arturo slipped a hand around her waist and guided her back inside, though taking a turn to head for the restrooms she had seen earlier. “Maybe. Besides, what Kae doesn't know won't hurt her, right?” He chuckled, engaging in conversation about generally everyone that Avalyn hated. When they arrived at the restrooms, he was quick to shove her inside and lock the door behind them after checking to make sure nobody was there. “Hey – I thought you had to – Well shit, I didn't mean to play right away, babe.” She laughed softly, unbuttoning her shirt. 'Arturo' smirked, shifting back into her true form just as she got face to face with the blonde. Taking advantage of her surprise, she began whaling on the girl, exacting her revenge. She, herself suffered from being tossed into the wall – But it wasn't she hadn't endured before and she kept getting right back up.

She finally wore Avalyn down and sat on top of her, grabbing her by the cheeks and forcing the girl to look into her eyes. “I don't know who the fuck you think you are that you think you can fuck with me and just walk it off, but that shit ain't gonna happen.” Avalyn tried to look away, spite filling her tired eyes as Philanie jerked her head back so that she had no choice but to look her in the eye. “Don't turn away from me, bitch. You're going to go back in there and you're going to clean up that little mess that you made. When you're done with that, we'll take you to the nurse and have those cuts and bruises looking at. As of now, you are my bitch.” She smirked, enjoying just how much fear she instilled in the girl.

She hoped that everyone wasn't going to be this easy. It was pretty boring as she helped up Avalyn. She smiled gently at her and brushed the back of her hand against the girl's swollen cheek, gently. “Don't worry, babydoll. I'm really a sweet person – If you're a good girl.” As she started to walk away so that she could unlock the door, Avalyn called out in a bold voice. “Why should I do what you say? You're just the new girl.” Philanie laughed dryly, shaking her head. “You poor thing. Wouldn't it just suck if all of a sudden, everyone was bragging about how they got into your pants? Or if you maybe started dealing drugs. Or maybe you even killed someone.” She smiled just as sweetly as before as Avalyn's eyes widened. “Hmph. I guess that's why they put me on that 'Evil' list.”

She laughed softly and flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Now come on so you can clean up your shit.” Avalyn didn't know whether to be scared, intimidated, or in awe – So she settled for a mixture of all three. The way Philanie talked didn't make her seem as though she were joking – She was dead serious. Framing Avalyn for a murder?! Playing it safe, Avalyn followed in silence as they left the bathroom and went alongside Philanie with her head hanging low. It wasn't that far of a walk to the cafeteria, as it was only a few feet away – Which was totally bad building planning. Who wanted to smell a bathroom right when they got done eating? Or even before? Ew.

Philanie, oatmeal and all, lead Avalyn to the mess that was still there. Sloppy staff. She noted mentally. The lunch servers were lazy, but that was obvious from the awful food and the bored expression in their eyes. She sighed and pointed to the mess. “Clean it up.” Avalyn hesitated, glaring at her. “Now. And don't forget to apologize.” Nina ordered, a polite smile on her face as she nodded towards Henry and Haven. Avalyn knew the consequences if she didn't. She tightened her jaw as she moved towards where the napkins were and grabbed a handful before moving back to the mess. Philanie took a few napkins from her new crony before shooing her away. She removed the gunk from her face and her chest, managing to get most of it, ignoring the eyes that were glued to her.

Kaelana was still fuming and had been restrained by Arturo, as she was fighting to go after Avalyn and break more than just her nose. Both the Italian and the Brazilian were shocked to see Philanie walking back in with her head held high, guiding Avalyn to the sight of the mess. The two had stopped their bickering and Arturo released Kaelana's wrists, staring as Avalyn began picking up her mess and Philanie began to clean herself up. Genevieve was staring from across the way, a smirk curling onto her lips. “My, my, my. I wonder what she's holding over Avalyn that has her so pussy-whipped.” She purred, her eyes lighting up in interest.

Cheveyo, meanwhile was doing his best to ignore the situation. He was impressed, though not much so. Avalyn was young and moldable and she didn't really hold grudges, so he was sure she'd be more compliant to tagging along with her new companion the next day, if not already best friends with her. He nodded at Jason's choice of musicals – Phantom of the Opera was amazing. He, Arturo, Myra, Kaelana, and every one of the other Titans begged of Theatre Professor to let them perform it this year and their pleading had caused her to cave, tossing away The Little Mermaid so that they could perform the timeless classic paying homage to Mr. Webber's genius. He sighed as he leaned against his girlfriend, still a little tired. “We should probably head to class soon.”

Philanie was quite pleased that Avalyn caved so easily. Intimidating people and molding them to her will was simple child's play, though she hoped to kick it up a few notches by the end of the school year. She would have an army at her disposal to off whoever the fuck deserved it. It made her tingly inside!

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Jack smile faltered a bit as he watched Philanie stride back in with a girl, he assumed was named Ava, and stand over her as the blonde girl cleaned her mess. Every bit. Looking away his smile brightened in the direction of Ana. "Well that's good to know, I was beginning to wonder about my safety." He nodded as he watched the couple in front of him snuggle up and beginning to feel a bit awkward he rose and looked around. Catching sight of a table with only one occupant he decided to make his move. "Think I'm gonna move a little further away from Ground Zero. Nice meeting you all, I'll see you around I'm sure." Jack offered to his tablemates, off to hopefully eat the rest of his breakfast in peace. Forget this whole try to find a group of friends to fall in with on the first day, Jack just wanted a little bit of quiet before he went to his next class.

Stopping just short of sitting down with the stranger, Jack looked him over. Cute enough, wearing headphones and blessedly quiet. Tentatively putting his tray of food down he gingerly took a seat before looking at Samuel with a grin and a small shrug of his shoulders. "Hope you don't mind me intruding on you, the rest of the tables were full and yours looked...the most peaceful." Jack finished, reaching for words. Leaning forward as if to impart some terrible secret his deep brown eyes meeting Samuel's. "Whatever you do, please do not throw me back to the wolves." Whispered the mischievous boy, another grin threatening to overtake his classically handsome face.

Samuel was busy in his own world, various artists like Sum 41 and Bowling For Soup coming from his black and green monster headphones. It was playing just loud enough for someone sitting probably two or three seats down from him to hear, but since there was no one even near him he didn't bother turning it down. Of course he wasn't completely rude, if someone came over he'd turn it down, maybe even switch the headphones out for earphones, but it also depended on the person. Already he could tell that he wasn't going to get along with a lot of the animals here. Jocks, whores, the snuggling couples. That just wasn't his crowd, he was never popular and he certainly was not going to play the dating game. Both of his 'rentals had been very religious, and did not respect homosexuality at all, wouldn't tolerate it either. There was no way he was going to let them down, he wasn't gay. He did not like men.

And yet he found his history teacher so attractive. It was impossible for the headmaster of the school to be anything but straight though, right? Not to mention that he was his teacher, and it would be totally inappropriate. Anyways, there was probably a bunch of female students lusting after him anyways, it was no use for him to even attempt to go after anything more than a friendship with the immortal man. Sam was good at history, excellent. Yet he continued to let himself get answers wrong so he would keep him in after class, or so he could ask for private study sessions. He felt like a teenage girl, in love with some disastrous boy that would eventually tear him apart.

Sam glanced up, feeling the table shift slightly and then someone began speaking. Someone turned out to be a boy, not a bad looking boy either. At first he thought that the boy had to be joking, hadn't Sam just seen him with the other kids? "Peaceful," he said drily, glancing at the rest of the empty seats. "Sure." More like lonely, guess he was used to it by then. When his eyes returned to the new boy, he found him much closer than before. This startled Sam slightly, but he didn't pull away. You never know, you could be sitting with the real wolf. Sam spoke directly into the boys mind, never did a smile touch his lips.

Henry looked at Haven sheepishly, letting his hand drop back to his side. It felt like he was being chastised by one of his family. In a way he was, even hearing his old nickname evoked memories of the past for a split second. The outwardly happy go lucky kid didn't usually tell anyone about what was going on inside his head. Which lent credence to what other people said about him being a dumb jock. Henry hadn't even told Haven about his tragic experience. As far as he was concerned everyone had a past and to dwell on it didn't make much good sense. Guess that was why he dreamed about it all the time.

Watching Haven flee he stood awkwardly in the middle of the cafeteria, covered in orange juice and abandoned. "I meant like get out of here together. Strength in numbers." Whispered the seventeen year old to himself as he shrugged out of his blazer and stepped away from the mess that had once been his breakfast. With a sigh he did his best to walk away from the embarrassing moment. Watching Avalyn being marched back in to clean up the oatmeal carnage was another added layer of bizarre to add to his whole experience.

Nearly slipping and busting his face much as Philanie had, he recovered and by the time he plopped down with Carson and Genevieve his mood had turned incredibly sour. Sitting there with Orange Juice still dripping from his hair and his once crisp white t-shirt plastered to bits of his torso with orange liquid Henry threw his head back and groaned aloud "I fucking hate the first day of school!"





Jack leaned back into his chair, his smile leaving as he tilted his head in wonderment at the boy across from him. "You just said that...in my head. Right? I didn't see your lips move but I swear you answered me." I'm not crazy am I?" The boy asked, his thick brows knitting together in an attemtp to make sense of Samuel. He realized that there were all kinds of possibilites when it came to abilities, he supposed he just hadn't thought about this one yet. It was kind of fascinating, kind of scary, kinda strange.

With a look around, he licked his lips and leaned in again as if they were co-conspirators. "If you're telepathic it'll be that much easier to keep secrets then won't it?" Leaning further towards Samuel and letting his bright trademark grin over take his countenance. "Like, have you ever thought about test answers?" He finished, raising his eyebrows suggestively. With a small laugh he straightened in his seat and began to once again eat his breakfast. "So if you're the wolf, what does that make me?" Jack inquired, resuming the first bit of their conversation.





"Well excuse you too." Sally muttered as she was barely noticed by the man striding past her. She guessed she was pretty safe in thinking she'd merely bumped into a wall...again. Some would say that she had her head in the clouds, her father was always using it as an excuse for her legendary clumsiness. Some people were coordinated and others simply aren't and Sally just really wasn't.

Feeling instead as if it were her first day as a student Sally felt like crawling into a hole and going back to bed. This was just like out of her dreams, being in school and never being able to find where you're supposed to be or missing the bus or being stark naked in your geometry class. Taking a deep breath the english girl closed her eyes and tried to gather her thoughts. You can do this With a little shake of her shoulders she leaned down to retrieve the books she'd dropped and finally let a small smile play along her lips.

"Not like they can start class without me after all." She remarked brightly to herself, rising from the ground.







"On second thought I take that back." Elle said in amazement, her green eyes narrowing at the scene unfolding before her. Avalyn was nuisance, immature and stubborn so how in the world was this new girl with no history and no friends to back her up bring Ava to her knees? Literally. "I'd definitely take the girl, definitely." Elle said with a grin looking over at the two boys with a wink. "You know, if someone let me borrow a penis for awhile." She finished ridiculously, her long fingers tearing a part the muffin that had once been her breakfast.

It was then she caught sight of something that made her stomach twist and usually pretty mouth slip into a slight grimace. Ruby Moore practically crawling into Warren Ramirez's lap. As if she could expect no less from the girl that had somehow become her rival at the academy. That this wannabe would even throw herself at the guys that Elle was interested in. Now their relationship might be slightly unorganized and definitely not defined but Elle really liked the boy more than she'd ever let on to anyone. Not even to Rhine or Myra, and she definitely enjoyed his company and knew it was reciprocated.

"Poor Warren, having to settle for tap water when all he really wants is perrier." Elle remarked loudly to herself. Not caring if she was overheard. If he wanted a watered down version he was welcome to it.

Samuel was actually pretty amused at this point, but he refused to show any sign of it. When the other boy asked if he was crazy, Sam just shrugged and leaned back in his chair again. Though it did make him wonder what the others talent could have been, there was just so many possibilities that he doubted there would really be a way to determine such a thing about one without asking. It wasn't like you could just tell their power by what sort of person they were. If that was the case, he already would have guessed that the jocks either had extreme stupidity or super-strength. Then again, he wasn't the usual indifferent person when it came to them, so he really didn't have much room to judge.

The other boys ideas of secrets and cheating caused Sam to roll his eyes, finding both immature but amusing nonetheless. "We'll see what classes we have together," he promised, unsure how much he was joking. It wasn't a bad idea, but he wasn't so sure that he was getting answers correct himself half the time, didn't want to get someone else in trouble for it. Slipping his phone out of his pocket, he turned down the volume before throwing it down on the table. "If I'm the wolf, you must be the lamb. Right?"

He rolled his eyes, but was clearly less annoyed than he was when the boy had first sat down. Not that he had ever actually been annoyed, maybe surprised would have been a better word. When you purposefully sat by yourself, it was usually unlikely that anyone was going to come over and try to make conversation. But, he was almost glad that the boy- Jack, had. "Samuel," he offered. "But you can call me Sam." There was no point in trying to make a joke, he wasn't a funny guy. At least as far as he knew, as he tended to make people laugh without even realizing he was being funny.

Sam's eyes flicked over the food on Jack's plate, somewhat regretting his choice to skip breakfast. Though he was never one to eat in the morning, that wouldn't change anytime soon. His eyes met Jack's, startling him slightly, but it didn't show. What he said got a reaction out of him though, and Sam immediately averted his eyes down to his hands. Was the other boy just flirting with him?

Thankfully, he didn't have much time to question it because Jack moved on to another subject. "New, I guess." He answered, unsure what really counted as new. "I've only been here a few weeks, but as you can tell-" he made a gesture to the empty table. "-I'm already super popular." A slight smile touched Sam's lips, and he tried to concentrate on not being completely anti-social with Jack. "What about you?"

"Looks like all that exposed cleavage ran him off anyway." Elle replied to her friends, the corner of her mouth twitching into a small smile as she caught eyes with Warren and turned her full attention back to the table. Elle liked Warren a lot, they were actually pretty decent friends outside of their mutual attraction but it wasn't like she spent her nights pining away for him. She was a fairly popular person, at least amongst their set and she didn't often want for company. "Why would I leave anyway? When there are so many possibilities in front of me?" A smirking Elle teased bringing her cup of tea to her mouth hiding her grin from the rest of the table.

"I think you're idea is fantastic, Danilo. A party to celebrate the new term. Start it off right, drunken and debauched." She agreed with a nod of her head, coppery red hair tumbling forward over her shoulders. The scottish girl was well aware that if Danilo was involved in planning a party it had the capacity to become epic. The perfect place to play.

"I could use a drink." Her green eyes sending another withering glance in Ruby's direction one last time "You can count me in." Elle finished brightly, flashing an award winning smile at her friends.




Jack watched Samuel react nervously to Jack's attempt to flirt. Hoping he hadn't made Samuel uncomfortable the usually very open and direct boy breezed on to other topics. Realizing that they were both new Jack nodded and laughed lightly in appreciation. "Well if popularity was your goal you probably should have gotten up the moment I sat down. I didn't exactly draw people to me at my old school." He teased again although remembering when there was a time he didn't lack for friends. Before he was outed as a super freak, and even before then when he came out and suddenly he stopped being invited to parties. That kind of thing wasn't supposed to matter here right? Yet Jack had already seen that this place was just like any other school. Effing dangerous.

"And yeah, I'm new. Brand spanking even, my bus got here yesterday and it has definitely been quite the adjustment. That whole list thing, are you good or evil was insane right off the bat. I'm used to being told where my locker is and sent on my way." Jack replied absently as he picked at the rest of his food before looking up brightly at Samuel a smile flashing across his face. "At least we can be new together."

Popularity was not his goal, never was and it never would be. That just wasn't his thing, having a lot of friends and all, it was work for him. It was difficult to be nice, and when you actually had to concentrate on remembering to not sound like a complete ass, you didn't tend to want to be around people all the time. It was like work, just another thing that he didn't enjoy. Not that anyone really enjoyed work, except for maybe some of the teachers around here. Especially if the teacher happened to teach the battle class he'd been hearing about, that had to be exciting. Actually, he was even looking forward to it.

He was glad that Jack had dropped the whole flirting thing, but he had to admit that he was a bit disappointed too. That didn't even make any sense though, because he had been uncomfortable with the flirting thing, right? Certainly nervous, no girl or guy had ever tried anything like that with him, not even as a joke. "It seems that as long as you have a pretty face, you'll have no problems fitting in with the populars." His eyes flicked back up towards Jack. "Which means you'll be just fine," he said meekly, not realizing that it could be taken not only as a compliment, but almost-flirting.

"The whole 'good or evil' thing didn't really make much sense to me, since when does that matter?" Sam shrugged. On the test he had answered good, but at the same time he really didn't care for either. He just wanted to be him. "Yeah, new together," he repeated, the smile forcing its' way back onto his face. So you mean we can get lost together?

[ Just a note, the italicized text is usually Sam being all telepathic-y ]

Jack slid his now cold and thoroughly unappetizing breakfast to the side with a practiced flick of his wrist. The short, yet substantial boy exuded a natural grace due to his dextrous ability and years of training as a gymnast. With his perfect posture and complete inability to be clumsy every move Jack made seemed as though it was choreographed and he'd learned it painstakingly perfectly.

Arching his his eyebrows with mock suggestiveness Jack laughed lightly and scanned the room around them. " You think I'm pretty? Aw, I do enjoy a compliment but I dunno if that's all it takes." Jack replied his eyes coming to rest appraisingly on the boy sitting in front of him. He'd taken Samuel's comment as an invitation of a sort. Perhaps Samuel was attracted to him perhaps he was just secure enough in his masculinity to consider another boy attractive or he was fucking with Jack and his vanity. "I mean, I was as pretty at my old school and they treated me like I had the plague but thanks for your confidence, Samuel. Means the world." Jack said genuinely with a shrug. "I don't really need to be popular but a few friends would be nice I think." The boy finished somberly, lacing his long fingers together and his long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks as he looked down at his hands. Jack didn't like to admit it but the past year of isolation had taken it's toll on him. Being lonely sucked.

With a slight gasp Jack was once again caught off guard by the sound of his new friend's voice appearing in his head. It was kind of startling and strange but for some reason he wasn't scared. It wasn't as if he had anything to be ashamed of anymore if Samuel wanted to read his mind. " As long as we're not alone right?" He answered softly. "Good or evil...well I know that despite what they told me I don't feel particularly like a good guy." Looking up at his table mate he smiled gently. "So with your gift would it work in reverse? Say if I tried to think something really hard at you, would you pick it up? Sorry, just kind of curious...if you want I could always start doing some acrobatics for you? Keep it even."







With a resigned sigh Henry wandered to the shower to rid himself off the mess his clothes and whole day had become. He hadn't even been to his first class yet. As Henry re-showered he allowed his mind to wander, thinking about the fact that this was his fifth years at the academy and he had no other plans besides becoming a teacher. And then what? The usually stoic teenager thought, a scowl resting on his usually sunny face as he soaped his unnaturally unmarked body. Henry had no scars, no identifying marks he couldn't even get a tattoo if he wanted one. Besides a freckle here and there his skin was smooth, perfect and flawless. The complete opposite of his psyche which he held together with denial and determination. Something he kept to himself and something that had only been divulged to Mariska, the Headmaster and now Elle. Shaking away the memories that often plagued him Henry turned the now cooling water off.

Stepping out of the shower he quickly dried himself realizing that he'd spent entirely too long in the bathroom and hastily redressed himself in a blue plaid shirt which he half tucked into his his jeans before stuffing his feet into his converse and heading out the door. Running a hand through his still damp hair he slid his phone out of his pocket with the other and grinned for the first time since he'd been assaulted by juice. Turning in mid stride he tucked his phone back in the front pocket of his flannel and made his way to Kae's tree.

A party would be the perfect way to wipe the slate clean. Start new and hell, who didn't love a party? Half the fun was the planning...at least the way they did it Henry thought with a grin as he slipped unseen into the sanctuary of the willow tree to await the others.








Elle merely smiled her usual lopsided smirk as she listened to Ruby make a fool of herself. Everyone knew that class and money really had nothing to do with one another. Some people were just born without it, people like Ruby. Elle's grin broadened as she thought of her own title that she would some day receive. No matter how rich or or poor the Scottish girl maybe she'd still be called a Lady which is more than she could say for her loud mouthed rival. Letting her attention drift back to her own table as she listened to the desperate mess that was Ruby Moore leave the cafeteria, her simple stoner friend Posy meandering after her. Elle wasn't ashamed of her body, she was tall, thin and what you would call willowy. Pale, delicate and classically beautiful. There was nothing that the other ginger could say to make Elle think otherwise.

"Why Rhine, I think you're the only girl that could handle me." Elle laughed, Warren and Ruby forgotten for now as her thoughts turned to talk of parties. Apparently they weren't the only group discussing such things as Kaelana's irritating screech cut through the cafeteria. Cringing slightly the redheaded teenager scowled in the direction of another girl she wished would go die in a fire. The Hulk had decided in all of her Queen Bee gusto to summon whom she deemed worthy. Elle knew her name wouldn't be on the invite list but if Francesco, Danilo or Arturo had any say she knew she'd be in attendance one way or another.

Crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair she rolled her large green eyes and tried to catch Rhine's gaze. Their mutual hatred for Kaelana had been quite the bonding agent for their relationship. "It didn't take long for the Jolly Green Giant to assert her dominance over the school. It never fails." Elle finished with a hint of envy tinging her lilting Scottish accent. Looking over at the two boys who were at her table she managed to smile brightly. "I assume you're both going to go and plan this party so hopefully it won't be incredibly lame. Just make sure we're on the invite list."










Posy listened vaguely to Warren and Vaughan and watched silently as they left, a small grin stealing across her face. They weren't discrete about it and Posy didn't think one way or the other about it save for the fact that it proved Vaughan's ability to seduce anyone anytime...even before breakfast. But not her, Nope, never her. She thought with steely reserve and a nod to herself. She was a naturally contrary girl and if you told her the sky was blue she'd insist it was green. So if everyone wanted a piece of Vaughan...well then that'd be the last thing she'd ever let herself desire. Even though she fought it tooth and nail. Rebellious much? Yes.

Her blue eyes still scanning the room she caught sight of Brad and smiled lazily at him casually waving in his direction knowing that he could easily flip her off, not acknowledge her or in the best case scenario she might get a head nod. The pink haired girl understood that even though he was bitter and caustic and sometimes mean that it wasn't something he could necessarily control. It was as if he was an open wound and everyone's raw emotions were like salt. Heavy trip that was.

Turning her attention back to Ruby and Elle's little conversation she couldn't help but to roll her eyes and sigh, an indulgent smirk crossing her face as she looked over at her best friend. "You two are starting in at it all ready? You haven't even had your Wheaties yet." Posy remarked distractedly as she rose, lifting her arms to the sky in another cat-like stretch as she began to follow Ruby outside. Posy had already decided she wasn't going to class today anyway. The unmotivated teen knew that she had to be careful having had to repeat her first two years due to lack of participation, tardiness, skipping and sleeping in class. It wasn't like she was dumb. Not really, she just had a very set list of interests that intrigued her and everything else kind of fell by the wayside.

Before she could answer Ruby's question she heard Kae's summons and knew immediately what she'd be doing in moment's time. "I know a place where all of those things are possible and more!" Posy said a bit maniacally. "Party!" She called out randomly as she fell in line behind Kaelana and Arturo, motioning for Ruby to follow along. The tall, strangely dressed girl knew that they'd end up at the willow tree to discuss tonight's details while Posy rolled j's for Kaelana to share with the group.

Samuel's brow furrowed as he watched Jack. It wasn't like a creepy I'm watching you sort of watch, just sort of confused. Not once had he seen the other boy make a move that didn't seem perfectly planned, every detail precise. Of course not everyone was as clumsy as Sam was, but they had to have some sort of physical flaw about them. He hardly seemed to flinch without it being intended. That couldn't have been his power though, what sort of power was non-clumsiness? Well, he supposed it could be a power. It wasn't like he knew a lot about this stuff anyways. That was what he was here for, right? To learn how to use his power for good. Not that he could really use it for bad, unless he decided to help Jack cheat on a test or something. Actually thinking about it, a sort of non-clumsiness power would probably come in handy, it was a lot more than his own power anyways. Speaking into someone's mind? Not too special

Shrugging lightly, Sam once again brought his eyes down to the table to keep his cheeks from turning red. "Alright fine, pretty and willing to jump into bed with whoever it is that they see as the queen bee around here." He was pretty sure that Jack was at least somewhat into guys at this point, and he would admit that the only reason he had phrased the question as he did was to try and figure out if he was correct. Though he wasn't quite sure why he was bothering to do so, though he told himself that he would worry about it later. "Strange. I was treated like the plague at my old school for not being pretty." Growing up in a high class society wasn't as nice as he thought it would be. Of course he got everything he could have ever wanted and never had to worry about not having food on the table, but they had some pretty high expectations too. Since he never really fit in, they didn't ever bother trying to "initiate" him into their little groups. It was lonely sometimes, but he had also learned to live with it. "Anyways, you got one friend right?" Sam offered a small smile, barely a twitch of his lip though. "Now you just need three, four more?"

He frowned at the mention of the good and evil thing, since it was probably his least favorite part about the school. The whole idea was- well for the lack of a better word -stupid to him. Why should they have to pick a side then? Shouldn't they be allowed to go through the schooling and then choose? Sam quickly cleared his mind of the subject, not wanting to seem completely terrible to his new friend. "I think there's too many people here for you to ever really be alone," he told him, joking. Though he knew that that wasn't what Jack had meant, he was just too afraid to say what he was really thinking. His friends question wasn't expected, though made him curious; he had never thought about trying to hear what someone else was thinking. "I... don't know, really." People were starting to leave now, and he figured it was probably close to the beginning of their first class. "We should probably head to class," he said, beginning to stand. "If I'm correct, we both have English first period." As they began to walk towards the class, Sam pulled the headphones from around his neck and stuffed them into his mailbag. "Maybe later, if you want, we could do some more experimenting." Oh my god, did he really just use the word experimenting? Did he really want to ruin his own life? "I mean, with our powers, obviously."

Jack rose and followed Samuel, a smile growing on his face as he began to think that perhaps this new friend might be someone who might reciprocate his flirtations. He wasn't absolutely sure but he thought maybe Samuel was gay or maybe just shy. Jack was so rusty at this by now that he wasn't quite sure if he could trust his instincts. "Well I'm not adverse to jumping into bed but I'm sure the queen you're thinking of is different than the kind I'd sleep with." He replied saucily tossing his trash and slipping his now empty tray onto the stack of others.

Brushing his hands together as if to dust imaginary crumbs from them while he openly examined Samuel. "Strange. I think you're terribly pretty, Samuel. People would kill for eyes like yours. All dreamy with a hint of trouble." Jack said with no trace of embarrassment. He wasn't averse to complimenting people he found attractive and to hear Samuel downplay his looks made Jack roll his eyes. Walking lightly beside the the taller boy Jack attempted to gently pat him on the shoulder. "We'll work our way up to that. One friend before lunch is pretty admirable I think anyway."

Coming to a halt in front of where their English class was supposed to be the short, dark haired boy looked up at Samuel with a lopsided grin, tilting his head to the side in what was unknowingly his way of usually reeling in boy's affections. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were hitting on me." Teased Jack, jokingly batting his eyelashes at Samuel. "Actually I think that sounds like a great idea. That's why we're here right? Test our limits and all that. I've been blessed with superhuman dexterity myself." He said on a more serious note, pointing to himself to indicate that being quite dexterous was his unique power.
"You should see the things I can do." Jack finished suggestively with a wide smile before he entered the classroom ahead of the boy that he was perhaps beginning to crush on.

Jack was flirting with him, there was no doubt in his mind about it. The question that did remain though, was if he was actually enjoying it, or just acting shy. He went with a happy medium, it was possible that yes, Samuel was enjoying the attention his new friend was giving him. Did that mean he was attracted to Jack in any way? Well, time would only tell. The boy still scolded himself for enjoying the comment on his eyes, dreamy with a hint of trouble. He had never thought of his eyes as dreamy, though from the way kids used to stay away from him at his previous school, he was pretty sure the trouble was pretty clear in them. Most of the time it was like he was wearing a sign instructing them to stay away. People he didn't even know hated him, and when he asked why, they had no real reason for him.

The touch to his shoulder caused him to flinch, contact with others was pretty foreign to him, especially unexpected contact. But he surprised himself by not moving away, and instead found himself wandering a little closer to the other boy. They stopped in front of the English room, and Jack's words caused him to smirk. "Me? Hitting on you? Nonsense." When he had made his guesses about Jack's power, he hadn't expected to actually be correct. Or at least somewhat correct, dexterity meant that he was incredibly graceful or something along those lines, he made a mental note to look it up when he had a chance. Jack entered the room before him, and Sam waited a moment before following after him. I'd love to see the things you can do. he spoke directly into the others mind, pausing before adding the last bit. And by the way Jack, nice ass. Sam took a seat at the back of the classroom, careful to keep his eyes up front and not on Jack.