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Myra Pandora

"I'm right here."

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a character in “Radioactive: The Gift”, as played by phoenix_lynx

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Full Name: Myra Pandora I must admit, I do like my name.
Nicknames: None Though those who are close to me sometimes call me by different variations of my names and so I doesn’t truly mind nicknames.
Age: Eighteen Not too old, not to young.
Birthdate: 6th March And don't you forget it!
Home Town: Isola Bela It's a tiny Island in Italy, and it's beautiful.
Sexuality: Straight But love is love right?
Good/Bad?: Myra is obvious in the side of good, but that doesn't mean she's a saint nor does this mean she hates the bad side. Everyone has a reason for whatever side they have decided. Though she feels that perhaps she falls for the bad boys too easily, but at the moment she doesn't have a proper opinion as she doesn't judge a person from what side they are on but the person's character and personality. Good, Bad, it's all just a tag that they put upon us, only we know whether it's right or not, and it's us who either accept it or reject it.





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Power: I'm never going to be just visible...
Myra has the power of invisibility which is something she has always thought of as both a blessing and a curse. It something that seems simple at first, but ever since she was little, it was something she found difficult to control as there wasn’t an on and off switch. Though it’s a power people may think they know everything about, there is more than meets the eye...literally.

Invisibility means that the person or object in unseen to the human eye, this can happen by many different things, so Myra has literally practiced every type of this power. Things like bending light around an object. This allows clothing and other material near the object to become unseen as well, this meaning that she can create other things to be invisible to, though she could just touch it, but this is something she finds more energy draining that the bending of the light. She can cause invisibility to happen by not reflecting light visible to the human eye, or altering the reflected light into a non-visible wavelength. Ultraviolet and infrared are some examples. Some animals however may be able to see these wavelengths.

There is also the Perception Filter. A specific person or persons cannot see the object only because their perception has changed. Other people can see the object normally. The alteration can be a little Mind Trick but can also be a mental block the person suffers.
This all does mean that there is more to invisibility than most would have thought, it’s more complicated. But the most thing that truly controls Myra’s ‘switch’ per say would be her emotions. If feeling negative, she will slowly become less and less visible until becoming invisible.

Likes: Liking things keeps you happy.
+ The night, as a lover of astronomy and just the dark sky in general, she has the tendency to stay up late and watch the stars. However, this usually means she doesn’t get much sleep and takes naps during the day to make up for the lack of rest. Ah, doesn't the sky look lovely tonight?
+ Poetry, call her a secret romantic, but she loves them, any genre, any form, and any writer. I'm a dreamer, what can I say?
+ Tea, and lots of it! She adores the wide variety of lovely flavours and scents, and cannot go without a nice warm cup. I think it just spices up the day!

Dislikes: I don't love everything you know...
- Those who know too much, about her that is, she instantly feels threatened and uncomfortable. You don't know me, don't think you do.
- Authority, or those with too much authority as though she may not show it, she feels nervous around them and also feels that they may abuse the power they hold. Having too much power means you'll simply misuse it.
- Chocolate, yes, Myra hates anything sweet. Including chocolate. Sweet things are just too...sweet.
- Staying Indoors for too long, the outdoors are fresh and so much more free. Some fresh air is good for you!
- Ignorance and arrogance. Pretty self explanatory.

Fears: I have my nightmares...
~ Trypanophobia- Fear of injections.
~ Merinthophobia- Fear of being bound or tied up.
~ Dementophobia- Fear of insanity.




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Appearance:I'm not the most beautifulest girl..
Myra is a girl with big bright hazel eyes, which is one of the reasoning’s behind her name. As someone with long honey brown locks, she is more likely to be spotted out only due to the fact that her biological parents have dark hair and eyes. While looking very elegant and graceful, it wasn’t surprising to her parents that she got her appearance from her Grandmother who was someone quite famous among the relatives. Though very simple in style, she always wears things that are loose on her, never tight because she hates the feeling of restriction. Though as someone with a lovely hourglass figure, she never shows it, her mother always complaining how ‘she doesn’t show of her beautiful figure like her Grandmother.’ Because of the fact she didn’t show her beauty, no one really saw anything other than just...well, her clothing choice and so didn’t bother much with her when growing up. It was only when she decided to attend a well known ball which all the ‘coming of age’ girls went to, that she really showed her beauty, which pleasantly surprised others. Though she went back to her normal ways much to her Mothers sadness, she reminded herself never to show anything that may let people judge her upon her looks, after all, if they cared enough, they would try to get to know her.

Personality: I'm a free spirit I suppose.
Myra is very much her own person, as someone who has always been quite motherly around those around her, she has a tendency to be too kind at time which can be mistaken as naive. She is a kind soul, and likes to give people the benefit of the doubt. Though her sweet natured personality is somewhat of a way to show her innocence, she’ll quickly slip into the background and become ‘invisible’ due to her such colourless attitude. As one who believes that if positive and caring enough, life may give you a treat, it’s fair to say that this girl hasn’t yet grown up quite as quickly has others around her has hoped.
She is a cheerful person, and cannot stand to see someone cry or appear uncomfortable, because that will make her feel uncertain and uncomfortable as well. Thus, she tries to constantly keep up the spirits of all with her optimistic, nature and a fixed smile. She has concerns of her own, of course, fears and worries, but prefers not to think about them, favouring turning the attention towards others instead. Although she is quite honest and blunt at times, she much rather be tell the truth than keep up with lies, though this doesn’t mean she is a saint and may lie to others to show herself as someone who is happier than she really is.
Myra’s shy and worried to approach people, in fear of rejection. But at the same time, she yearns for human contact and to form a connection with someone. She needs others to survive; her entire existence depends on them. Acceptance is the key, and she’ll do anything to get and keep it if she can. Myra holds those she clings onto high on a pedestal, thinking they can do no wrong, and as long as she follows their desires, she’ll be alright. She’d go to hell and back in compliance with their wishes, and is just about the most loyal friend you could dream of having at your side. Even if she doesn’t agree with what’s happening, she’ll go along with it for the sake of keeping others happy, and never doubts the decision of her supporter.

However, this being said, it seems that her smile these days is been much brighter...much more fake around everyone due to her lack of love. Once a little girl who dreamed of finding love and living ‘happily ever after.’ This dream doesn’t seem to be happening and quickly seems to be showing it hidden cracks. Nonetheless, she shows her kindness and gentle compassion but in secret seems to be displaying rather sad and negative traits, as one who is always perfect on the outside; it seems that she is losing control of herself and her emotions day by day.

History: My past does not define me...or at least, I don't show it does.
Myra was born in a hot day in a tiny town in Italy where she was brought up in a large household. Her parents, Aldric and Stephanie Pandora were surprised by her conception due to the fact they didn’t want any more children nor held any futures on bringing up another child. Nonetheless, they didn’t give up on the little newborn and welcomed her happily to the family which included 3 daughters and 2 brothers. All older than her.
As the baby of the family, she was picked on by the boys and ignored by the girls. She was strange after all, she had such a naive and innocent attitude, she was too optimistic and kind to those around her, even if they had been cruel to her yet she showed no aggression towards her ‘enemies.’ It was clear the all the daughters of the Pandora household were beautiful and elegant, even Myra, though she was usually left alone in the background as the others took all the attention. Not that she cared exactly. Her brothers were strangely quite handsome, in a way that showed no effort. It seemed that her family was perfect and that everyone wished to be with them or like them.
It wasn’t that long once she found out about her power. Feeling invisible for a very long time, at the age of 7, Myra did just that, become invisible for a whole day. The ironic thing was that no one truly noticed, including her parents who were too busy trying to get grips with their large family and the wine business. It was then when she couldn’t control her powers, going days as invisible and taken all her energy just to turn visible again.
At the age of 12, feeling tired of being in the shadows; Myra stepped out and changed her personality, becoming cheerful and happy, outgoing and enthusiastic, this all in the hopes of her never to become invisible again as she got a harsh control of her negative emotions and locking them away. Since she had this power, she started trying to master it, and along the way found several other ways to use her power and turn other things invisible, and maybe even other people. It was then when she told her parents and quickly Maldoy Academy had sent a letter for her to start and train. Even though she accepted and left, her siblings believe she went to an all girls boarding school as they still have no idea about her power.

Theme Song: Monster - Paramore
But I let my heart go
It's somewhere down at the bottom
But I'll get a new one
And come back for the hope that you've stolen

So begins...

Myra Pandora's Story

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Character Portrait: Arturo Castiglione Character Portrait: Kaelana Character Portrait: Myra Pandora Character Portrait: Cheveyo Qaletaqa Character Portrait: Genevieve DuBois Character Portrait: Mariska Van Sutton
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Myra felt light hit her eyes, causing her to release a soft moan, as she moved her body awkwardly, - in the hopes of her tilting more towards the shades - the outcome was far from what she had expected – or wanted to be exact – so finally, releasing what seemed to be a half annoyed grunt, her eyes slowly, but surely opened. Her light caramel eyes sparkled as she blinked harshly to remove the invisible sleepiness. It had been a long night, perhaps she shouldn’t stay up all night and end up falling asleep somewhere rather deserted and random. Stretching, the soft grass leaves tickled her face as she rolled over to her front. Time to get up she thought to herself, but as usual, she wasn’t much of a morning person, nor felt the need to get up this early, since she had been awake later than usual due to the fact it was the Moon window period which meant better –clearer- nights.

It wasn’t until she heard her stomach grumble lightly that she figured that it would simply be the better option to get up, get dressed and start the day. Only in the hopes of it finishing quickly again. Pushing herself so she was now on all fours, she mumbled coherent words to herself while standing up, dusting herself gently of any grass shavings.

Glancing around her, she saw a few people dotted around, mostly in groups with their friends, but other than that it was still fairly early. Humming gently in the tune of ‘Be Ok by Ingrid Michaelson,’ she strolled indoors towards her dorm, occasionally greeting those she past happily. It was fact that Myra was a cheerful person, who persistently tried to make those around her smile, it was also true that people either found her lovable or annoying, often mistaken her optimistic and kindness to being naive. Conceivably if given a chance, more people would come to love her exultant self, without the fear of being somehow perceived as ‘fake.’ No, it was more to do with looking at life as half filled, as an alternative of it being half empty.

Pushing the door to her dorm open, she stepped inside, carefully making sure to be quiet as her roommate was sleeping, -quite blissfully- and the thought of her being woken up might just be a bit of a nightmare. Shuffling inside, Myra grabbed a few clothes from her neat closet and dragged herself to the bathroom where she stared at herself in the mirror.

It was a miracle that she didn't have any bags under her eyes seeing that she didn’t accurately have enough sleep, or at least the average amount. Her face seemed as clear as day, and her complexion equally as appealing. Stripping herself of her old clothes, she slipped on a loose peach dress, printed with small flowers and blue patterns. As she let her fingers smooth over the soft dress, she picked up a small brown feathered belt, -her roommate’s of course- and tied it around the waist of the dress. Picking up her feet as she walked out of the bathroom, she jumped onto her made bed –which was somewhere she never actually slept in before- and put on a pair of brown knee length socks with peach trims. It wasn’t long enough for her stomach to grumble again, this time quite louder than the first, and so as she stood up, she put on her brown suede shoes. About to walk out of her dorm room, she decided to grab her too big on her cardigan and slipped it on as she walked along the corridor.

While she sauntered towards the canteen to join her friends, she bit her lip at the thought of having to see Ms. Van Sutton, the last time she was there, she literally made an excuse to run away from the session, and ever since then, she’s been secretly avoiding her. Releasing a deep sigh, she ran her delicate painted fingers through her brown locks. ”She’s here to help!” She muttered to herself, after all, she was being childish.

Hearing rather loud noises, she frowned slightly as subconsciously, she began to walk towards it, tilting her head to a better angle, she spotted a rather green Kaelana with what seemed to be a clone of Cheveyo, but of course she couldn’t be exactly sure. Watching a distraught Kaelana as she walked into the headmasters office really did wake up Myra by then. Without another moment of thought, she stepped to the side and walked to the direction of the cafeteria, she had obviously have to talk to Kaelana later on in the day, after her conversation with the Headmaster.

Finally reaching the end of the corridor to where the cafeteria was, she glided inside unnoticeably. Her bright eyes searching around the room until her gaze fell upon Arturo and the others. Before walking over to them, she got herself an apple -as she had the bad habit of never having breakfast, or at least not a large one- and made her way to their table. ”Morning everyone!” She exclaimed cheerfully.

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Character Portrait: Haven Tatumn Character Portrait: Rhine Donovan Character Portrait: Henry Camaz Character Portrait: Arturo Castiglione Character Portrait: Posy Llewellyn Character Portrait: Philanie Ferreira
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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.


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"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.


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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.


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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.

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Character Portrait: Haven Tatumn Character Portrait: Warren Ramirez Character Portrait: Arturo Castiglione Character Portrait: Kaelana Character Portrait: Philanie Ferreira Character Portrait: Vaughan Oliver Bennett
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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.




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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.

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Myra looked behind her shoulders to see two new kids, it was then did she realize that there were more people around the cafeteria, all in their usual seats with their friends. As she skimmed around, her eyes fell back onto the new students. A female and a male, surprisingly she felt that it was quite odd that there were new students, and even more so, there were two. The male was quite good looking with dark spiked up locks, while the female, equally as beautiful seemed relatively shy and quiet.

Sighing gently, she took a small bite of her apple, the fresh juice exploding into her mouth. Her eyes brightened slightly unconsciously at Kaelana’s obvious anger and annoyance. ”You still look hot, plus, its suits your power and nature vibe.” She spoke in a somewhat hushed tone, which however much she tried was always quiet, so as the cafeteria was busy, she had raised her voice slightly.

Rolling her eyes at Arturo as him and Kaelana yet again quarrelled, the young brunette bit her lip, wondering whether she should simply forget her troubles and sneak away somewhere, after all, wasn’t her power built for that? Plus, wasn’t the Spring Formal coming up rather quickly? It would be a trouble for her to somehow escape that, invisible or not.

But as quickly as she zoned out, she was brought back to reality by the eager chatters around the room. Frowning slightly, Myra gazed out of the windows to see the dull clouds that Cheveyo was talking about. Holding back an urge to smile, she shrugged gently, her brown locks tumbling forward as she did. ”We can never trust the weather Chev, it’s unpredictable. She smiled.

About to say something, her mood darkened as Cheveyo spoke, “Hey, My. You been practicing your Calculus?”

Groaning gently, she playfully nudged him, ”Oh, why must you bring my mood down?” She said dramatically, ”If you must know, me and Calculus are in a bit of a fight at the moment...” Releasing a mellow sigh, Myra glanced behind her before looking back at Cheveyo.

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It was just as Jason was leaving that something caught his attention. The path from his own table to the cafeteria exit brought him past the table where most of the 'good' students seemed to have gathered - Myra, Cheveyo (or possibly a clone) and Kaelana for instance, though Arturo was also there. By now he had learned all the useful information that was likely to come of the new students at least for the time being and so stopped bothering to listen through them, but a stray comment heard with his own ears made him pause: "If you must know, me and Calculus are in a bit of a fight at the moment...”

Normally this would have passed him by entirely - he wasn't too interested in the academic progress of other students - but this time he paused as he was walking by, because this time it was Myra Pandora who said it. "Calculus isn't so difficult," he found himself saying. "Like all mathematics, it's essentially structured logic. If you follow the correct formula you arrive at the correct answer." Contrary to the beliefs of some, Jason did not frequently speak with a sarcastic or condescending voice. In fact he did not frequently speak, full stop. That said when he did speak it was usually in a stoic and tightly-controlled manner as opposed to his current, uncommonly polite tone, which was how he spoke to people he liked and respected. Like Myra.

Though at the moment even Jason wasn't sure why he was stopping to say this. Sure, he liked Myra. Plenty of people did. But her troubles with Calculus were hardly his problem. Inwardly he berated himself - it was an impulse and he had gone along with it. That would have to stop.

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Character Portrait: Haven Tatumn Character Portrait: Anastacia Delgado-Valdez Character Portrait: Henry Camaz Character Portrait: Arturo Castiglione Character Portrait: Posy Llewellyn Character Portrait: Kaelana
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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.

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Myra glanced behind her to see Jason, and as she turned her body so she was now in a better view of him, she broke into a large smile.

"Calculus isn't so difficult," He had stated, "Like all mathematics, it's essentially structured logic. If you follow the correct formula you arrive at the correct answer."

Nodding at the statement, she felt herself laugh softly, ”Ah, perhaps I need to take a leaf out of your book Jason! Jason was someone she found particularly interesting, he was academically very bright and so often she felt quite slow compared to him, he’s a very focussed individual and so because of his quite serious attitude, she finds that she could learn a thing or two from him. However, slowly, but steady, does she try and help him to be more outgoing, after all, communication is a human nature that allows growth.

As Cheveyo responded, she looked back at him, rolling her eyes playfully at his comment. ”That is if Arturo ever stops with the constant flirting.” She glanced at Arturo, the corners of her lips perking up into a small smirk. As Myra looked over, she saw that the two new students had started to walk over as Arturo called them.

It seemed that as they walked, or rather the female walked, much noise and conversations became apparent about her. Avalyn had of course done something, teasing her on the first day at that. Her smile vanished as she took a glimpse at the girl who stumbled and slipped. Instantly, she felt her heart throb in guilt, after all, her mother had always said that she had a weak heart. Before she could even act and help the poor girl, it seemed that she was too late and by the way she was running out, it seemed she was also in pain.

”Avalyn...” She mumbled quietly. Even though she was a dear friend of hers, sometimes her actions caused trouble and pain for others, not that Avalyn wanted that. Or so she thought.

As she straightened her back, she blew at the escaped strands of her hair which had fallen onto her eyes, her eyes kept darting back at the cafeteria entrance and so quickly she decided to check if the girl was alright. After saying her goodbyes to the gang, she walked out of the cafeteria and towards the courtyard where she assumed she was, merely because of the laughter’s leading up to it.

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Though Jason constantly worked to keep a straight face there were times when very slight, subtle variances might hint at what he was feeling. When Myra laughed and seemed to agree with him his cheeks twitched slightly, as if trying to smile without his lips. When Cheveyo added that Arturo - of all people - could be the one to help with it his lips tightened almost imperceptibly. They were the kinds of things most people would never pick up on, but someone very good at reading people might come to the conclusion that he would rather have taken up that task himself.

Any such displays ended abruptly as he turned to address Cheveyo (or perhaps it was a clone, he could never tell). He had no real problem with Cheveyo as the man seemed overall intelligent and disinclined to be pointlessly annoying. "The quest for knowledge is a constant," he replied in answer to the question. "The summer merely allows me to focus on other areas for a while. But I did take in a night at the theatre. Webber's Phantom of the Opera, a classic."

Unfortunately it was shortly after that Myra apparently decided to cut short the meeting. She did seem distracted; she'd been staring at the exit for a while now. Once she was gone he picked up his briefcase. Without her here he was left with just a number of people he knew by observation but wasn't really friendly with. "I should be going too," he told them, "class begins soon. I suppose I shall see you there." He paused long enough for any goodbyes to be said, nodded once in farewell and left the cafeteria.

Once he was out Jason paused, considering his options. He could still see Myra following the two new students, but it was true that class would be starting in a few minutes. He decided that this urge to follow her was irrational and he was better off just heading to the classroom. Thus he took off down the hallway toward first period, ready to return to academics at last.

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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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Before Myra could ask the new girl if she was okay, they had brushed past each other without a moment of hesitation. From the way she carried herself, it seemed that she was feeling rather better, or at least not in floods of tears that she was before. Sighing gently, she continued to walk out until she was at a significantly large opening. Releasing a deep breath, her eyes scanned the surroundings to see that it was pretty much deserted.

Stuffing her hands into her pockets, she strolled along the opening, occasionally stopping to smell the flowers. To the naked eye, the ambience was quiet and calm, but as someone who had the tendency to wander around, both in broad daylight and most certainly in the dark, she found the setting of Maldoy Academy to be somewhat fitting to the students and teachers who surrounded the building.

Yawning quietly, she mentally kicked herself for yet again skipping sleep to see the stars, even though she had always done so, it seemed that these days her body simply couldn’t handle it as well as before. ”I’m getting old” She joked aloud. But it was better back at home when she could just sneak out of the house, invisible or not. Either way, her parents were too busy to acknowledge her presence and her siblings to...well, full of themselves to show a little compassion. Even now, they just think that she went to an all girl’s boarding school, not some school for the gifted.

As she took out her hands from her pockets to inspect them, she found that they were getting paler, and quite translucent. Shaking her hands gently while putting a bright smile on her face didn’t exactly cause them to change, so yet again, she stuffed them into her pockets and tried to push the negative thoughts from emerging. It would be troublesome if she became invisible due to her uncontrolled emotions, because then it would be harder for her to return her visible form.

Myra stopped for a minute to look up at the sky, it was getting darker, or at least the weather was becoming much apparent now. Blinking softly, she carried on along the rough path, humming quietly.

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“Well – I'd love to stay and chit chat, but we'll have to catch up later. Gotta get Annie to class.” Cheveyo beamed a smile and tipped a salute to them before waving to the new girl. “Nicely handled. At least we know you can take care of yourself – What did you say your name was?” He let his smile grow a little more gentle. He didn't care that Avalyn had the shit beat out of her – He was a huge fan of defending yourself and your honor. Philanie paused and gave a light smile. “Thanks – I wasn't really expecting such a harsh reaction at my arrival. But I'm not really the submissive type. And its Philanie - Philanie Ferreira. Just call me Nina.” She chuckled a little bit as Avalyn rose up to go trash the napkins.

Kaelana jerked her arm away from Arturo as soon as he released her wrists. “Don't ever do that again.” She hissed at him before turning to face Avalyn and the new girl. “Impressively done.” Kaelana gave a light laugh, shaking her head. “You'll do fine here as long as you stand your ground. Or make friends with people who will do it for you.” She gave a grin and offered out her hand to shake. “Kaelana Mãe'Natu.” Philanie took hold of her hand and shook it, looking her up and down a bit. “Loving the look. I'm going to take a wild guess and assume that you've got nature related abilities.” Philanie took a good look at Kaelana – The green hair, green eyes, and the tattoos. Oh, the tattoos! Flowers, birds, faeries, vines, and various animals scaling her body from her toes to her chest. The more she stared at it, it seemed as though the tattoo was slowly creeping up the girl's body – Very hot.

Kaelana gave a nod, though rolled her eyes as Arturo approached after waving at Cheveyo and Annie who were leaving. “I'm Arturo. The local heart throb and thower of epic parties. Sorry about what happened earlier – I didn't think Avalyn was going to be such a bitch so early into the year. Usually its something like frogs in your room or rigging juvenile traps.” Tripping kids at lunch time was a high school tradition, one might say. But not when there was glass involved. Philanie regarded him with a smile before checking her watch. “Oh shit – I'm going to be late for class.” She cursed under breath before glancing over to Jack. “And it looks like my walking pal has found another. Alas – Woe is me.” She mock sighed. “I'm sure I can find my way, though.” She smiled and motioned for Avalyn to follow her, gone as swiftly as she had arrived.

Kaelana ran her fingers through her hair and sighed a little before turning to Arturo. “C'mon.” Cheveyo, Arturo, and Kaelana were all training to be Professors when they graduated. It took three years to become just a regular Staff member, but it took six to become an actual Professor. Kaelana was glad to be on the last stretch and was debating between Performing Arts and Nature Science. She wasn't sure about Cheveyo because he said he hadn't decided what to focus on, as was the same with Arturo. She shook her head and smoothed down her dress. They didn't always attend classroom sessions – A lot of times they were in the library or somewhere else studying teacher text books among many other things. Kaelana, in particular, tended to study the books rather than staying in the classroom all day – She sat out on the lawn, smoked a blunt, and did her work there.

Arturo gave Philanie a wink and a wave as she left before going after Kaelana – He was no stranger to her work methods and more often than not, he would join her – As he would today. “While we're working, we should talk about tonight's party. Or we could just not work and set up the party instead.” He grinned as he was answered by a devious smirk that he knew was a yes. Kaelana called over her shoulder to the usual party planners. “Posy, Dani, Francis, Ginny – Carry your asses. We got a party to get together. Apresse-se!” She called for them to hurry as she and Arturo left arm in arm, Arturo texting the others that weren't present.
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Party planning, fuck faces! Kae's willow tree is the meet place. Who feels like passing a joint around and planning the party of the fucking century?!

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Myra stretched as she finally realized that she should end her pleasant walk, after all, class was about to begin. But again she felt a lack of enthusiasm to attend, something she hadn’t felt for some time now. Perhaps she was simply tired, though that didn’t explain the constant headaches and the need to pretend these days. “I can’t bunk...” She mumbled to herself as she turned on her heel, retreating back towards the indoors.

If it wasn’t for the ping from her phone, she’d probably push herself to go to class, but thankfully, there was an excuse not to attend after all. Saved by the bell, she thought, her eyes skimming through the text sent by Arturo.

Party planning, fuck faces! Kae's willow tree is the meet place. Who feels like passing a joint around and planning the party of the fucking century?!

She stopped to a halt before looking around the area. Myra was near the back gardens, a small area tucked away from the loud chatters of people, and so she’d just take the longer route to arrive at the willow tree, quietly thanking Arturo, she breathed in gently and settled off to the meet place.

As she walked, she pulled her hands out of her pockets, hoping that they had returned to their visible form; however it seemed that they had gotten worse, instead of looking pale, her hands were now becoming more translucent. Holding in a rather loud groan, she pushed on, pulling her sleeves of her cardigan up to her knuckles.

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Arturo was far ahead of the pack, having released Kaelana so that he could catch up to the new girl. “Hey! Philanie, right?” He gave Avalyn a nod, but had placed his hand on the new girl's shoulder. She had smiled and turned around, brushing some hair from her face shyly. “Ah...Yeah. Most Americans can't pronounce it right on the first try...Brava – I'm impressed.” She laughed softly as Arturo shrugged his shoulders. “I was born in America, but my bloodline is pure Italian – But, I had a nanny who was from Africa...Okay, that sounded kind of racist.” He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly as she shook her head and laughed. “Oh, no! Its fine – You didn't say you had a...well. An 'n' word.” She smiled faintly, though wondered what Arturo wanted.

As if reading her mind, he beamed a smile. “Right – Anyways. The group you saw at the table are what we call Titans -”

“Ooohh. So the cool kids' clique has a name, huh?” Philanie laughed.

“Its not like that – Most of us that sit at the center table are in the school's A Capella group; The Titans of Tunes.” Arturo rolled his eyes.

“Ah – So for once, the Glee Club rules the school, eh?” She smirked and crossed her arms over her chest. “I should let you know that I couldn't carry a tune if you put it in a bucket and nailed a lid over it.”

“Wasn't asking that – What I'm saying is that every year, we throw a boss ass party within the first week of school and we're about to go plan it. I thought you looked like the partying type, so I was wondering you'd like to aid in our righteous cause. The more the merrier, y'know?” Arturo didn't know if she was the partying type, nor did he particularly care, but he did think she was sexy as hell and thought that it would be a good thing for her to try and make a new friends – What better way to do that then to invite her to the group of the most open-minded people at the school? He watched as she placed her index finger to her lips before shrugging. “Yeah – Why the hell not? Its not like I'm missing anything important – Not a fan of the 'share who you are' activities. So first grade.” She smirked.

Kaelana smiled as her friends joined her in her walk to her beloved willow tree, though rolled her eyes at Dani's request. “You know of my aversion to fire...But since its you asking – Why not?” She turned her head some to wink at him and then one accompanied by a feisty lick of her lips in Francesco's direction before continuing her stride. As soon as her tiny, bare feet touched the grass, small forget-me-nots that were blue in color would bloom as each of her feet lifted, leaving a sort of pathway. She danced, twirling her way to her tree – which was much larger than any normal willow tree. As soon as you pushed away the hanging branches and looked inside, it was magnificent.

“Yeah, sure Pose.” She called out behind her, snapping her fingers. The branches parted like she was Moses and they were the red sea. Animals of all kinds had made their home in the branches and in the large burrows of the tree, some even under the stumps that she had placed for seating. People would always ask her how the hell she slept there – Which was easy enough to answer: She turned into an animal and found a nice patch of clovers and flowers. Duh.

“Gaea – Totally here.” She began to call everyone out, herself included, by their 'code name'.

“Rhea...Absent. Phoebe...Probably not gonna show. Crius...” Arturo bounded towards them at that point, Avalyn and the new girl in tow. “Here!” He shouted, grinning as he passed by her and into her home. He swung Nina gently onto a stump near Henry and Haven, Avalyn right alongside her. “Welcome, ladies! To the best fucking place on earth – Or at least at Maldoy.” He grinned and motioned around them. Philanie marveled while Avalyn simply rolled her eyes and emitted a 'tch'. Nina waved shyly to Haven and Henry, pretty positive that neither of them were in the mood to speak to her at that moment in time – Not like the incident was her fault, anyways. And she had made Avalyn apologize.

“Yeaah..” Kaelana continued, rolling her eyes. “Themis...En route. Mnemosyne...en route. Hyperion...” She glanced up at Dani and grinned. “Yup. Metis...” She looked around, seeing that Donny wasn't present. “Crius, you didn't forget Metis again, did you?” She looked back at the Italian who ground his teeth. He didn't have anything personal against his room mate. Really, he didn't. He just didn't like that Donny had slept with Kaelana. “Oh...how could I have?” He snorted sarcastically, though whipped out his phone and punched through the message to him. “Fucking moron.” Kaelana muttered before continuing.“And Theia..” She glanced back and saw Myra, flashing her a smile. “Oh! There's Rhea.” She grinned as Val bounded towards them. “Great – Onto the guest planners -”

The Titans of Tunes weren't just the school's A Capella group. They were, by far, the largest 'clique' at the school with a mixture of both Good and Evil – Cheveyo said that he thought it to be a good 'fuck you' to the List. A show to the entirety of the school that they could easily coexist with each other and they thought that it was quite a testament, considering all of the wild personalities tossed into the bunch yet the die hard loyalty that they had to each other, no matter which side they were supposedly to be on. They planned most of the parties; At first it was just to throw a good party, but lately they were trying to erase the line that had divided them into Good and Evil – To show that a stupid list didn't make them who they were and that they didn't have to live up to it; Even though Genevieve was making most of the Professors' and students' lives hell by becoming 'Evil' – Kae worried about that.

They also made a habit of being the local vigilantes lately as well – You had a problem with a bully? You obviously couldn't trust teachers anymore, so why not take it to the Titans? Or the Teen Titans, as the new nickname had been circulating. They were much more than an A Capella group...So much more.

“I see Francesco has graced us with his presence – Thank you, mi amante.” She winked at him before looking to see Henry. “Also Henry, Dakota, Posy, Ruby, Avalyn, and Nina. Everyone say hi to Nina – She's new.” She smiled sweetly to the girl.

Cheveyo's simple Nokia phone buzzed at the same time as Ana's, which he pulled out of his pocket and checked. “Ah – The first party of the year.” He chuckled before glancing down at his girlfriend. They had paused in their walk to check their phones, though Ana never did attend the party planning because there was always smoking. Chev knew that Ana didn't like smoking, though he and the others couldn't see why; Mary Jane was your friend, not your enemy. A simple herb, not a drug. But Cheveyo understood exactly how his girlfriend was about these things and he respected it – She didn't want to risk anything that would get her removed from school, ultimately taking her away from him. He sighed softly and wrapped his arms around her, leaning down and kissing her lips gently. “Alright – We could do lunch in town and grab the food while we're there, kay?” He smiled at her, looking deep into her beautiful eyes. “I'll try to make it to your other classes if we don't take too long. Promise. And if I don't, I'll make up with skipping the party this weekend and spending the night with you.” He gave another kiss, this one deeper before patting her butt. “Now – Go kick some ass.”

He grinned as he bounded away, a little sad to be leaving her, but he didn't like distracting her in Battle as is, and he certainly didn't want to end up as a sparring partner with her because he was always scared he was going to end up hurting her; He tended to get really...focused when he was fighting. He accidentally broke her arm once and has never fought her since – Him breaking her arm is actually what had brought them together; He catered to her every whim while she was recovering and they simply...clicked. He didn't pay any mind to the age difference, he saw her for her mind, her maturity, and her beauty. Age was just a number. And nobody tried to stop them, either.

He gave a loud 'hey' as he approached the tree, breezing past Kaelana and skidding to a halt in the center. “So, what's the plan?” He took a seat on a stump near Myra, giving her a light smile before looking to Kaelana, who had closed the 'curtains'. Kaelana knelt down in the large patch of clovers and small forget-me-nots in the center of her 'room' and placed her hand on the ground, as she brought her hand up slowly, so did the beautiful sight of a large marijuana stalk rise with it. The stalk seemed to come to life, uprooting itself and walking into Kaelana's now open hands. She closed her hands around it, seeming to crush it before opening her hands again. There, lying in her hand, was a large pile of buds. “Here, Pose. Get it rolled and lit.” She smirked and gently lay the buds on the stump nearest her. “You know where everything is.”

She then took a spot standing in the middle of the 'room'. “Alright – So. Instead of doing an indoor party, we should do an outdoor party. At the lake. Celebrate nature coming to life. The season of rebirth. I'm thinking that instead of chips and dip and a buffet of the usual – We do fruits and vegetables and then some grilled meat. Have a kick-ass bonfire. Wine instead of liquor. Flowers everywhere. Instrumental and electronic music. Nothing modern, y'know? And...as it is part of nature...Great Mary Jane all around.” She clasped her hands together, her green eyes scanning the room. “So...What do you guys think?”

Genevieve sighed as Kae called them off to duty, pouting at her girlfriend. “Alright, love. I guess I'll see you tonight. I'm taking you out tonight – Dinner and a movie sound fair?” She winked as her girlfriend headed out to class, eying her ass like it was a pork chop. “Yum.” She muttered to herself before turning to Carson, who had seemed to start up his magic hands. She smirked and stood up before leaning in close to his face. “Maybe you can show me just how magic those hands are later? Unless your sister forbids it.” Her eyes had a devilish gleam as she kissed the corner of his lips before making her way out of the cafeteria. “Willow tree – Be there or be square.” She purred over her shoulder. “I'm already there.” She spoke aloud. And so she was. She appeared next to Kaelana just as the nature girl gave her suggestion. “Ohh. I like it. Only if I can get you to make me a dress like that, though.” She grinned, grabbing her friend's ass before taking a seat. She crossed her legs, as not to show off her goodies in the miniskirt she had picked out for the day.

Nina gave a light laugh at the show and shook her head. “Wow – Pretty open with the affection around here, huh? I think its a great idea. I've never been to a nature-themed party...Or any party for that matter.” She blushed at the comment she had made and lowered her head.

“I'm down.” Arturo chirped. “Me too.” Cheveyo quipped after him, high-fiving each other. Cheveyo thought that it'd be great to actually celebrate Spring instead of partying in hopes to get lucky or wasted or high off your ass. Something with meaning.

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Augustus could not find Sally and wondered where she went off too. Augustus felt flustered and uneasy, the noise from the cafeteria had stopped meaning students were off doing hell-knows-what. Augustus rushed to his office, It was time to put school into session. He opened the door to his office and flicked on the PA which was audible through the whole school and anyone who was on school grounds.

"This is your headmaster speaking, I advise all students to get ready for their first period class because school starts in only 10 minutes. Thank you and I hope you all have a nice day."

Augustus went straight to his history classroom. The blinds were closed, giving the room a gloomy vibe. He opened the blinds releasing light, the room now felt bright and joyful. To his desk Augustus organized what he needed for the day and sat at his desk and began to phase through hundreds of thoughts in a quick moment of solitude. Augustus had a ridiculous amount of patience and did what he always would do to kill time. He went in the backroom of the class and went through his shelves of journals. He picked one up and began to flip through the pages. A flash of memories impacted him every time he flipped to the next page. The past seemed nebulous almost but reading his historic literature made him remember.


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As soon as Vaughan's I-pod playlist played its final song he knew that his imaginary audition for American Idol was coming to a end and so that meant his singing was finally coming to a finish. Vaughan closed the faucet and pulled back the shower curtain to get a look at the time. The steamy fog that spiraled around in the bathroom made it hard to determine what the time was. Vaughan's first class was Health and that class started at 9:09, meaning he still had 19 minutes left to do whatever. Vaughan got out of the shower and dried off, he knew if he spent anymore time in the bathroom that he would spend it looking himself in the mirror. Vaughan scrambled through his drawers and finally found something that he wanted to wear. He put on a loose brown plaid shirt and beige cargo shorts. He was out of his dorm as soon as he could find his favorite designer shoes.

Walking through the hallway Vaughan caught sight of Koen who was pacing himself rather quickly. "Koen!" Vaughan called after him, simply calling his name rattled the pits of Vaughan's stomach and Vaughan knew that his feelings for Koen were suddenly working up.

Vaughan is simply over-emotional and love you can say is a enhanced emotion that Vaughan possesses. The slightest sign that you show Vaughan that you are interested in him, he begins to grow keen towards you. Though the irony of it all is that he doesn't know how to accept love, he's scared rather. Koen, Myra and Karen do this thing that Vaughan really cannot explain. Vaughan finds himself acting like his true-self around them and that frightens Vaughan because he isn't really use to his true-self.

Vaughan's eyes lighted, "why are you in such a hurry? Class doesn't start till another 13 minutes," Vaughan said gesturing to his watch. "I wish I was back to being a second year, you have Battle first period." Vaughan's eyes wandered, he is usually the smooth talker but he was really running out of things to say and felt that he was the one doing most of the talking. Minutes later they both headed downstairs and the PA buzzed. Augustus spoke,

"This is your headmaster speaking, I advise all students to get ready for their first period class because school starts in only 10 minutes. Thank you and I hope you all have a nice day."

"I need to get to Health Koen, have fun in Battle class." Vaughan gave the most charming smile he could present before walking away and teleporting to his dorm to retrieve his textbooks. The convenience of Vaughan's ability is that he's punctual and will never be late for class. He teleported himself to his home room where Ms. Winters sat at her desk.

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