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.

The alarm in Jason's room rang softly. He never set it very loud, as he was a light sleeper and didn't need a loud blaring every morning. So, as usual, the young man himself rose slowly from his pillow, shrugging off the comforter and yawning. It was the second day of the school term, if he recalled correctly, and the first day of actual classes. He had, of course, arrived early the other day in preparation for the new year and all the work ahead of him - not just schoolwork, but his own mission of finding out what the school knew about the students and wasn't telling them.

Their list last year had become infamous. While it seemed like just an arbitrary designation set by the school, several of the assigned ethical positions made very little sense. He could understand himself being filed under 'evil,' a dualistic system had no room for those who were neither altruistic nor actively malicious and he was hardly kind. However, he had observed several other students whose end of the two-color spectrum seemed completely random. More importantly, if the school kept this from them then what else was being kept? The mysterious origin of their supernatural abilities, perhaps? Jason couldn't be sure, but he intended to find out.

After the shower, combing, brushing and general bathroom business cleared his mind of the post-sleep haze he began picking out clothes to wear. A vest today or a suit? It was the first day of classes, but the teachers were all the same as last year's (he had, of course, checked) so no need to make a good first impression. Still, better not let them think he'd slipped over the summer. He chose a clean, neatly-pressed black suit with a matching tie and polished shoes. Perfect. His morning routine now complete, Jason took one last look at the only thing that had seriously changed since he left the room last year: His new roommate, Milo.

Jason's last roommate had graduated two years previously and he'd spent the last year blissfully alone. Just as well; the man had been insufferable. Milo, who was in several of Jason's classes, had been here for two years and was much more mature, though he did occasionally socialize and tended to flirt. No matter. As Jason had specified the night before when they met in the room any such activity was to be kept outside of their domicile. No girls brought inside, none of his friends over, nothing noisy at all. He had been willing to compromise on music, though: Jason could have his classical music for an hour at most, and Milo got something he liked for just as long. On this basis was tolerance formed.

Milo seemed to be just waking up. Jason could probably spare the time to greet him, but that might mean conversation and that much time he did not have. There was a breakfast waiting for him. So, before Milo had finished yawning, his stoic roommate had left the room and was off to the cafeteria. It was a short walk, perhaps three minutes, so before long Jason had his tray full of healthy, mostly simple fare and was sitting down by himself near the edge of the cafeteria. He paused only at the sound of Myra Pandora's voice. She was going over to greet some friends of hers. He didn't often like hearing people speak, but her voice somehow didn't bother him in the slightest.

He realized he had been staring - for almost three seconds, in fact. Sloppy. Maybe he had slipped over the summer. Well that ended today. He returned his focus resolutely to his breakfast, At least orange juice didn't make you lose focus.

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.

As Jason enjoyed his breakfast he also took the opportunity to guage the other students in the cafeteria. From this angle he couldn't quite see everyone, but it would be good to get an approximation of how they had changed over the summer, if at all. There were a few new students in today whom he didn't recognize by sight, but most of those present were familiar faces. Either it had been a slow year for new students or most of the potentials simply hadn't arrived. Arturo was there, chatting it up with Genevieve, who herself was staring at one of the new arrivals like a wolf staring at a raw steak. It would be worrying if he thought she had any kind of brains to be worried over.

Vaughan Bennett was once again flirting with anything on two legs, which today seemed to be Warren Ramirez. Between the look on Bennett's face and Ramirez's hair-trigger temper that spoke of an explosion waiting to happen. Haven Tatumn was off eating alone, nothing special there. The headmaster came in around then, pushing Kaelana ahead of him - though she was barely recognizable, as she seemed to have decided over the summer to take her 'connection to nature' further than ever before, to the point where she probably had more of her skin colored green than its own, natural shade.

When the headmaster spoke up about history class Jason knew it was time to finish up what was left of his breakfast, but before he moved on to the classroom he saw Smith talking to two of the new students. He listened through the old man's ears for a moment under the pretense of picking up his suitcase. Their names apparently were Jack and Philanie. They were being given the usual "I'm your friend, the headmaster, come talk to me if you like" routine. Jason continued listening from a distance as he left the room, though he doubted anything interesting would come up.

Kaelana frowned at Augustus' assessment, balling her hands into fists as she was gently ushered down to the cafeteria. “Avalyn does not possess the capability to do this and if she were around me last night, I would have known. I have a top notch security system.” By which, she meant the animals that lived in the willow with her. But Augustus seemed to be thinking of something else as he wandered away with his cereal. Her frowned deepened as she sat next to Arturo and slammed her fists against the table. “What the fuck?!” Her fists slamming had caught Genevieve's attention as well as that of the others, Ginny being the one who cried out. Cheveyo and Arturo looked at the Brazilian who sank her face into her hands. The Native American rubbed her back some. “You think it could be a late side effect of your powers. Like...being branded by nature or something? If you think about it, its pretty cool. And free tattoos. Plus the green would go a lot better with your outfits than the brown.” The clone grinned some as he attempted to comfort her.

Arturo looked on, taking a minute to glance down at Kaelana's long legs, letting out a low whistle. Hot. I wonder just how much those tattoos will cover. Kaelana grunted from her position before lifting her head. “Yeah, I guess.” She shrugged and nodded some. “Where's breakfast?” Genevieve, who had disregarded the situation to eyeball the new girl and new boy. “Breakfast is on the table.” Ginny didn't even bother to look at the table which, in fact, had no breakfast on it at all. But from a simple thought in her head...Fruit bowl, bacon, eggs, waffles, and maple syrup. She simply thought that it was there, and there it was. She could hear her friends digging in as she watched Augustus approach the one called Philanie right after Jack had sat down.

Philanie was still poking in a nonchalant manner at her oatmeal, watching the goopy mess...goop around. She sighed, but soon swallowed that sigh as a guy sat down near her. She glanced up at him and blinked rapidly, feigning frightful surprise. “Oh...go ahead...” She offered a smile that was so sweet her lips might as well have been dripping with honey. “Yeah...This place is something. Uh – I'm Philanie, by the way. But...You can call me Nina. Or Nina the Evil. Because even though I've only been here three days, I've been deemed evil. What about you...Jack?” She spoke in a light and joking tone, a master of deception. Though, she had to admit to herself that the guy was pretty adorable. In a little brother sort of way. Even though he was probably older than her. She gave a light giggle, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear just as Augustus walked over. She said nothing, only offering another smile and a nod. As he left, she turned to Jack with another, slightly louder laugh. “Wow. He came to welcome us personally. Way to make us feel like V.I.P.s, right? But, no. I've yet to catch anyone's interest.” Under the radar...Just the way it should be. She purred to herself in her thoughts.

Arturo grabbed a fresh green apple from the bowl, biting into it. “Buongiorno, Myra, Genevieve, Kaelana, Cheveyo, Posy. Not much fresh meat this year. Un vero peccato.” He sighed after greeting everyone in a single breath. Kaelana regarded him with a wave of her hand before motioning a bunch of grapes towards herself. He smirked as the whole bunch rolled towards her and right to her hands. She was mumbling with a frown as she popped them in one at a time. “By the way, Gaea -” Arturo started, leaning over the table. “Il nuovo look è oh così molto sexy. Mi piace.” He grinned and dodged a hit as she struck out at him, but he was whipped across his cheek by a vine that came out of her palm.

Cheveyo clone was smart enough to lean back for Kaelana's attempted slap, grinning as he shook his head. He caught a sudden glance of darkening clouds outside, a frown forming. “It was supposed to be sunny today...Strange.” He shrugged, dismissing the thought. Arturo was bickering with Kaelana, per usual. Cheveyo had zoned into the conversation just enough to pick up that they were arguing about which number they'd be practicing for the first competition. Kaelana wanted to do more ethnic music, while Arturo wanted to stick to chart toppers that others could sing along to. The Native American rolled his eyes as Arturo threw his hands up in defeat and simply fell silent.

Kae smirked before turning to face Posy. “Hey, love. You ready for class?”

Cheveyo smiled over to Myra. “Hey, My. You been practicing your Calculus?”

Arturo glanced over at Haven with a gentle smile and offered her a friendly wink. Haven was a sweet girl and spending time with her was easy because they never fought or argued about anything. It was relaxing being around her, really. He glanced to see if Kaelana was looking, but to his dismay, the Brazilian wasn't paying any attention to him.

Jack nodded, his already broad grin stretching even further. The first hurdle had been cleared, it'd be just like old times. Able to make friends or at least get people to speak more than two words to him without calling him names. "Well, Nina the Evil it's a pleasure, I guess you can call me Jack the Benevolent." The boy referenced his assessment of being good, something they'd been quick to tell him as soon as he got there. Before he said anything else a man who he could only assume was the headmaster was at their table doing his best to make them both feel welcome. Jack couldn't deny he didn't bask in the attention a little bit.

Jack's eyes trailed after the handsome headmaster as he walked away from their table before returning his gaze to his new found friend. "Yeah, can't say I mind the VIP treatment, especially if he's the one dispensing it. I'd form a lasting relationship with him any day." He sighed with a bit of regret and a wink towards Nina. Augustus was handsome but also a gajillion years old. Well it wasn't like he couldn't crush from afar. Couldn't hurt right. Looking around at the rest of the cafeteria Jack began to industriously eat his breakfast as he checked out the student population of Maldoy. Most of them were incredibly attractive he could admit, even the girls. He just wondered if he'd find anyone that was like him here. You know, someone he could let out a little frustration with.

"So are you nervous? First day of school jitters and all that? I was hoping I had history first period." The cleancut teenager said with mock disappointment. "But english it is, what's your first class maybe we can find it together since this place is still like a freaking maze to me."






Posy looked on with interest as Kaelana was escorted in by the Headmaster. Needless to say it looked like someone had gotten a makeover they weren't happy with. Although Posy, being quite the eccentric really dug the new look and didn't hesitate to say so since Kae looked so upset about it. Might as well try and reassure her like everyone else was right.? As she opened her mouth to speak she was abruptly interrupted by Augustus receiving little to no interest in his history class. So instead of telling Kaelana how cool her new look was, or even just raising her hand in the air she let out a loud catcall and pumped both of her fists into the air before falling completely silent and resuming to eat her apple as she listened to the rest of the table's back and forths. Only showing signs of life once Kaelana addressed her

Whipping her head to nod vigorously to Kaelana she let her feet fall to the floor with a loud thud before springing up from her seat, her silk embroidered robe swirling about her lithe frame. "There is nothing more I want in this world than to learn everything I possibly can at this very moment. I've been inspired by knowledge, Kaelana. Let's not let this opportunity pass us by." Posy said quite seriously, her face belying the fact that she was enjoying being a bit silly. Her blue eyes focused on her friend intently before she she let a smile play around the corner of her usually pouting lips. "Or we could skip, what do you think?






Elle lost her appetite at the sight of Kaelana...a mostly green Kaelana. A small smile quirked across the young redhead's face as she noticed Kaelana obvious discomfort. Good she thought before turning her attention back to her friend and the rest of the activities happening in the cafeteria. She watched the new kids start to bunch up and wondered how long it would take for them to figure out where and with who they really belonged with. Wondered how they felt about coming to a school and immediately being labeled? She listened to the headmaster try to inspire everyone and watched it fail miserably. No way was she raising her hand, the last thing she wanted was him even remembering she existed.

While waiting for Rhine to respond with some clever quip at her expense, Elle was brought out of her reverie by the arrival of Danilo at their table. A genuine smile broke across her lightly freckled face, her entire countenance visibly becoming a bit lighter. Being around people like Danilo usually had that effect on Elle not to mention he was a boy and a quite attractive one at that.

"I was actually just saying something about that, wasn't I, Rhine?" Elle answered in her lilting scottish accent. What are there, like four or five of them?." Looking over her shoulder to catch another glimpse of the few new kids who were actually in the cafeteria, Elle shrugged lightly and turned back to face the boy beside her. "What kinds of standards do you have, Danilo? I'm assuming we make the cut since you so nicely decided to deign us with your presence." Elle asked, motioning to Rhine and herself before propping her chin in her hand and looking up at Danilo, an amused grin playing at the corner of her mouth.






Sally had been up for hours, she was an early riser but this was kind of ridiculous. The twenty-eight year old knew it was because this was her first term teaching. Ever. For some reason Augustus insisted that she'd be the perfect person to be the resident healer/health teacher. She had to admit he was kinda right. It was probably a pretty good fit honestly. Putting her nerves at the back of her mind she walked through her small suite of rooms and carried her cup of tea to the window. A slight frown crossing her face as she noticed the darkening sky. "I thought it was going to be sunny today." She murmured lazily to herself as she finished the dregs at the bottom of her cup and proceeded to get ready for the day. Dusting on a bit of makeup and pinning her long hair atop her head Sally dressed herself in an understated blue dress, threw on a loose sweater in case the weather turned and a pair of flats and left to find her classroom. She'd been there a few times now but she was still getting hopelessly lost.

Walking through the hallways of Maldoy, the sweet-faced dimpled girl looked like a student not a teacher. It was amazing how well she fit in and from some of the stares she was getting from the students she'd have to make it pretty clear she was very much an adult and off limits. Eventually finding herself lost once again. She'd bloody well have to get some kind of gps tracking system for this place. Sally couldn't help but to lose her patience. "Damn it, damn it, damn it. I'll never find the stupid bloody room." She moaned with impatience as she stamped her foot in annoyance. No longer caring if anyone saw a teacher give in to a fit of anger.

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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.

Samuel didn't want to get up. Actually, at that moment, he'd probably do anything you asked if he didn't have to get out of what had to be the comfiest bed in the world. Then again, he had also called the back of the car the comfiest bed in the world, so he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to use that excuse again. Sleep was always at the top of his priority list though, and you couldn't blame him. For a kid with insomnia though, he tended to try and fit in as much sleep as he could, when his mind allowed it. The way he say it, was that most people were mono-thinkers. It wasn't difficult for them to fall asleep because they didn't have to focus on a million different thoughts at once. But he, was a poly-thinker. His mind could never settle on one subject, leaving his thoughts occupied by multiple ideas and subjects. Most of the time it was music though, probably his own fault for always having his headphones around his neck. People used to try and make fun of him- call him a hipster for it. That was set straight very quickly.

After about five minutes of wondering what they would do to him if he skipped, he finally decided that dragging himself out of bed would probably be the better idea. So that's what he did, pulling on a pair of black jeans and the same color shirt with the Sum 41 logo on the front. His shoes were the same black and white checkered DC flats that he always wore, and before he left the room he slipped the black Monster headphones over his head. He'd made them wireless, so they caught the signal of his phone. The only downside being that he couldn't listen to his phone without some sort of headphones.

He arrived at the cafeteria ten minutes later, and he grabbed only an apple and a bottle of water before going to sit alone at a table. There wasn't really anyone here that he knew, or was good friends with. Well, other than having a crush on his History teacher, he knew him quite well. But it wasn't like he was going to go and sit next to him, that would just be weird of him. Anyways, he didn't want to intrude on anyone else, so he figured he might as well let them come to him- if they wanted too.

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.

Donny awoke with the sound of his phone on his bedside table. He reached up lazily and grabbed it. He put it to his ear and said. "Hmm?" He was hardly lucid until the phone buzzed again. "Gah!" He jumped and realized he didn't unlock it so it was just gonna keep going. He sat up, wiping sleep from his eyes. He blinked and unlocked his phone.

[From: Ae-Jin]
[Hey, Donni, Can you meet me in the cafeteria, I need to go over a few things with you :)]

Donny's eyebrows shot to the top of his head. "Holy shit!" He gasped and ran to get ready. He showered quickly and dressed in his normal attire. A vintate tee with a classic comic book character, a plain shirt over that, some beat up jeans, converses and his beanie hat. He almost never went anywhere without it.

After that he grabbed his phone and his backpack and made his way toward the cafeteria. He couldn't wait to see Jinny. They were best friends but he's had the biggest crush on her for the longest. He hadn't bothered to say anything because he'd hooked up with Kaelana a few times. Of course, this was when Kae had just arrived. She didn't have many friends but now, she was like really popular. He rushed toward the cafeteria. There was high traffic so naturally, Donny his Spider man thing and walked up the side of the wall and on to the ceiling. That was one thing Donny never was. Late.

He dropped down in front of the cafeteria doors and adjusted his clothes. He smirked when he saw her. "Hey Jin!" He called. "You rang?" He said with a laugh as he took a place beside her.
(OOC: I'll get to everyone else later. Gotta run!)

Henry's hazel eyes widened a bit at Haven's attempt to deny her anxiety to him. He might not be the smartest kid in school but he knew when his best friend was feeling distressed. Putting down his fork he leaned across the table to the blonde girl across from him, and as he reached out to gently pat shoulder in a sign of reassurance he nodded in affirmation to her question "I'm always nervous. Even if I don't have anything to worry about I'll just go find something to be nervous about. Gets kind of messy up there you know? The suddenly solemn boy said quietly, tapping his right index finger on his forehead. "You know what I do?" Henry asked her as he leaned back in his seat a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. With his previous seriousness vanishing without a trace he looked at Haven and then over his shoulder to the table full of his friends. "I fill up any space in my mind, any silence with lots of noise and activity." He finished without giving his friend a chance to even ask if she wanted his advice. It wasn't like Henry was Dear Abby all of a sudden or anything. He wasn't aware of the etiquette.

Henry had taken note of Haven's slight preoccupation with the boisterous table that had plenty of empty space left now that Posy decided she wanted nothing more than to be a Rhodes Scholar or something. Dropping his gaze back to his cooling food in front of him, the dark haired teenager ran a hand through his hair and resumed eating for a moment before glancing back up to see Haven's cross-eyed grimace. Immediately choking on his laughter he covered his mouth with his hands just in case food went flying. Finally recovering, he took a sip of his milk and gave Haven the side-eye. "Haven't I said don't do that when I'm eating. I mean, I'm trying to save you here. I don't think you want a face full of half-chewed eggs" Wiping his mouth with a paper napkin he waggled his distinctly arched eyebrows at his dearest friend. "C'mon Why don't we go over there? Doesn't seem like a whole lot of them are nervous, might rub off on us maybe? Perhaps you can knock 'em dead with your comedic stylings?"

Carson woke up to Francesco's bathering. "I could kill him." He thought groggily. He sat up and looked around to find Francesco no where to be seen. "Stupid jerk." He groaned. He grabbed his phone. His sister had texted him to get up but he'd turned his phone off. The last time it went off before he was ready, he blew a hole in the wall. He sat up and rubbed his face. He walked toward the bathroom and got ready for the day. He dressed in a simple graphic tee and jeans. His head was half shaved one side and long and silky brown on the other. He ran his fingers through it and admired himself quickly before leaving. He made his way out the his room and texted his sister.
[To Carlee:]
[I'm up, yah happy?]

She texted back quickly.
[From: Carlee]
[ I'm in the cafeteria.]

Carson rolled his eyes. Sisters...

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Carlee had awoken eariler that morning and started on a painting. She painted a faery with long blue hair and ice blue wings on a large 20x24 canvas board. It was incomplete as she was running out of blue paint. She'd dressed in a simple summer dress with brown riding boots, her brown hair tied back in a ribbon save for the full bangs that moved when she blinked. She'd packed up her materials and made her way toward the cafeteria.

Once there she noticed Seychelle. "Good Morning." She said to her best friend. Carlee's voice was small and light. Her doll eyes scanning the room for people she knew. She noticed Francesco and looked away. They'd slept together once. Carlee was feeling particularly vunerable that day for reasons she still couldn't explain and Francesco happened to be there. The rest was history. Though, Should Carson ever find out that his best friend slept with her. Carson would lose it. He was very protective of her. Some might say over protective. Due to the trauma she endored for his sake. Carlee abandoned the thought. It was much to early for that sort of stress. She sat down beside Seychelle. "How are you?" She asked her with a small grin. Carlee was glad Seychelle had found Geneivie but Carlee was secretly slightly jealous. She's been sort of having strange feelings for her for quite some time but then she started getting closer to Mr. Wright. Darell as he allows her to call him. She was fairly certain he liked her but her feelings become very strong for him lately. Perhaps even inappropriately strong.

Ruby awoke to the bright sun shining through her curtains and shining on her eyes. She sighed and sat up in her bed, it faced her mirror so it gave her a way too close for comfort look at her morning look. Her blue eyes were naked and rimmed by long blonde lashes. She also examined her hair, it was thick and wavy. Ruby rolled out of bed and quickly stretched. She extended her long arms and touched her toes. She glanced at her roommates bed and noticed she had already left. She never saw much of her anyway. She was usually gone early. She walked to the bathroom and took a shower.

Ruby turned on her music and turned on "Girls up," by Belle Amie.
"Hold your girls up, put you chest out..." She sang sticking out her chest and swinging her hair seductively. She purred at her own reflection then laughed like a dope at the reaction. She pulled on a cute outfit. Well cute to her at least. She was well known for scandalously dressing. I mean she had a banging body so why not show it off?

She shut the door behind her once she was done and headed out. She waved at a few people before she headed into the cafeteria and saw her two favorite guys together. She quickly stopped by the counter and picked up a light ceaser salad.
"Hey there's the two sexiest guys I know," She said as she walked up to Warren and Vaughan. She ran a hand through Warrens hair and ruffled it for a moment before sitting down across from them.
"So what's cookin' good lookins?" She asked sticking a fork full of lettuce in her mouth. "BTdubs have you guys seen Val, I can't find her like anywhere." She said with a brief pout.

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.

Carlee felt herself being shoved over by Genevieve. "Oh." Carlee peeped and scooted over. "S-sorry." Carlee said. Her Doe eyes looking away. Carlee wasn't nearly as confrontational as Carson. Had she been like Carson she would have sent Genevieve into a hallucination that made her think she was a 4 year old who'd just wet her pants. Carlee's thought were pretty dark but that was the extent of it. She looked over at Genevieve as she spoke. "That's alright." She said and looked down at her lap. It was then she felt her brother's presence.

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Carson walked into the cafeteria like he owned the place as usually. He walked with a confidence that read' It's me, Bitches.' He scanned the room. He saw the "Titans." Well most of them, Valentina wasn't there but Donny was. He'd just walked up it seemed.
He also noticed Carlee beside Ginny and Seychelle.
Carson frowned some. "Ugh, Gen." He muttered under his breath. He made his way over and sat between Carlee and Genevieve but on the table itself. "Morning, ladies. Ya Miss me?" He said with a grin.
"Morning, Carson." Carlee smiled some. Carson gave her a quick grin. His eyes fell on Gen. "You know. If you two ever decide you want a third..." He said with a wink. Carlee blushed. Carson laughed some. "Just kidding, Unless you know." "Carson." Carlee said with a bashful whine. "Alright, Alright, I quit." He said holding up his hands. Carlee was the only one that could keep Carson calm...ish. She was the older twin contrary to popular belief.

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Valentina walked into the down the courtyard. She were a black flowy dress with a black silk scarf and sunglasses. All that made her bronze skin almost shine. It did actually as she was wearing a small amount of body glitter. She removed her sunglasses. When she spied a crying girl by the fountain. "Hey there." Valentina said her brow creased with a honest concern. She was like that. She looked at the girl. She didn't recognize her which was strange because she knew everyone. As she should, She was going to become a teacher, soon. This was her last year as a student. Ariana had started showing her the ropes over the summer. Which was fun. That and playing with little Sassy -as Val called her- was a whole lot of fun too.

She knelled beside the dark haired girl. "I'm Valentina. Are you okay?" She asked her softly. It was probably strange to ask but then again, Valentina was far from normal.