We're on Earth, Charlie! =P

Fae Autumn looked about her new bedroom, taking in it's plain white walls and then at her bag. She didn't really have anything to put on the walls...they were so bare it kind of made her sad. The room was very unemotional. But, she didn't really have many pictures. None of herself really. She got lucky being able to keep Hachi, her little Akita puppy. She slipped out a small framed photo from her tiny black bag and set it on the oak nightstand. A little tan and white Akita puppy was bounding through the tall grass of somewhere. She smiled at the photo and then finished unpacking, brushing her red hair away from her pale face.

Hachi carried in his squeaky toy as she began setting her outfit for the first day of school out. He nudged her with the squeaky toy and then looked up at her like, 'Please?'. She sighed and leaned down, taking the squeaky toy and tossing it across her new, rather large room. It flew threw the air and landed with a rather retarded squeak on the hard wood floors and Hachi leaped after it, sliding on the wood and flailing for traction before sliding the rest of the way to his squeaky chicken on his belly.

Fae just sorta stared at him, "You really wanted the squeaky chicken that much?" She asked, looking from her puppy to the large, floppy yellow squeak chicken. Hachi just wagged his tail vigorously.

She shook her head, laughing a little at the dorky puppy before changing into her new outfit today of shorts and a light blue tank top. She checked herself in the mirror before just running a brush through her hair and calling her wavy red hair 'Good enough'. She didn't really feel like putting makeup on today and then walked downstairs, wondering what her new sisters would be like, as they had just met and moved there last night...and her new school. She hadn't thought of what that be like? She started getting worried thinking about mean public school kids.

She fidgeted worriedly until she reached the bottom of the stairs and Hachi came running after her full speed ahead, almost sliding on the wood face first into a coffee table before making a miraculous turn and running into the kitchen at the smell off bacon, never once dropping his floppy, squeaky yellow chicken. She ran after him in hopes he wouldn't do anything too stupid...

Of course, she walked into the kitchen to see the puppy was now standing on his hind legs, stretching as far as he could to try and reach that big plate full of bacon. He looked at the people cooking like, 'Feed me, dammit!'.

Fae grabbed Hachi with a frown so that he wouldn't knock over the food if he ever did reach it and apologized to the people cooking, blushing a little bit.

Tristan groaned as a blaring noise awoke him from his slumber. He blinked the dim room lighting up slightly as he did so. He hit his alarm clock and sat up, pushing the covers off his shirtless body. He took a breath of the stale air, observing his room quietly. His alarm clock read 7:05, and the room itself was dark, curtains drawn shut so very little sunlight could stream through the windows, clothes and garbage sprawled all over the place, and a neat little paper, folded on his dresser. He jumped out of bed, whistling for something.

A moment later, a flurry of black and white crawled up his leg, making him laugh. "Down guys, I missed you too" the ferrets squeaked out gleefully, as if they were responding. Luna rested on his right shoulder after a moment while Cerberus made himself comfy around Tristan's neck, like a little scarf. He grabbed the note, reading it over again and frowning.

Son, after that incident involving the young girl, I'm afraid you'll have to face some consequences. The Council wanted to kill you, said that it would happen again if we didn't, but your mother and I convinced them otherwise. We compromised a punishment that's more... suitable for you. You are to attend the nearby high school for the year. Within this year, you may feed, but if a single person dies, you're punishment will be dire, I'm afraid. Count yourself lucky we were able to do this much. The rest is up to you.

Love, Your Father

P’S: Don't do anything stupid, your mother and I had to pull several strings to have this arrangement.

Even though they lived together, his father couldn't say it out loud for some reason, as if he was ashamed. Luna nudged at his neck affectionately, as if she was trying to cheer him up. He smiled slightly and tickled her head, Maybe it won't be so bad, I mean, humans aren't too horrible he thought, pulling several articles of clothing off the ground, and throwing them over his empty shoulder, walking out the room and towards the bathroom to get ready for the day.

When he was done, he came out wearing his usual outfit with both ferrets around his neck and walked down the stairs, clearing his throat, "Losers! Wake up already, it's time for school!" he yelled. Hopefully, his parents were up already, or they'd skin him alive. If anyone wasn't a morning person, it was definitely his mother.

It didn't matter though, soon enough, they'd be leaving for school. Oh, this may be interesting. A prisoner in high school.

Danielle stared at the new house with a frown on her face. She hated moving. Not only did she have to leave her friends, but now she had a new sister. It wasn't having a new sister that bothered her. It was the fact that it was an adopted girl her own age that she had only met last night. She didn't know anything about her and was afraid that they may not get along. With these thoughts still in her mind, she walked into the house, duffel bag in one hand, dog leashes in the other.

"Alright pups, you ready?" she asked as if they would give her an answer.

She took one step into the house and looked around. It was all white, of course, since they just moved in. When her eyes found the stairs, she quickly ran up them, dogs in tow. Maddy and Nitro were wagging their tails (Maddy wagging her nub of a tail), clearly enjoying this. Danielle opened the door to the room that would be hers and dropped the duffel bag in the middle of the floor. The dogs sniffed every corner of the room and came back to her, tongues hanging out. Danielle crouched down to pet them. At least she didn't have to leave all her friends behind. She opened her bag to get the necessary clothes and things for school.

Vanille flailed aimlessly at her alarm clock as it broke the silence of the large house. Unfortunately for the digital clock, it was knocked off the pile of stuff it was precariously balanced on far above the nightstand. Following the thunk of the clock hitting the floor, there was a series of short clicks and then a pause, and then Vanille's stifled laughter and curses as she was half-smothered by an obviously wide-awake 'Chorkie' puppy.

"Adeline!" Vanille pushed the four pound black and brown puppy off of her chest and ruffled the dog's floppy ears.

Attempting to get out of bed, Vanille only succeeded in falling on the floor and having Adeline jump down onto her back and lick her shoulder in a concerned manner. Dragging her legs off the bed where they had been tangled in the blanket, Vanille pushed her puppy off her back and bounced to her feet before she went and dug through the boxes scattered around her room until she found two dog bowls and the dog food. Setting the smaller of the two bowls down, she filled it with puppy food from the blue bag and watched as Adeline attacked it, shoving her face into the bowl and ending up with food on top of her little head.

With a laugh, Vanille dug through the drawers of her dresser and plucked out a black undershirt with a black and white striped cardigan and pair of dark blue skinny jeans. Jogging to the bathroom, she quickly changed, brushed her hair and teeth, filled up the second dog bowl with water, and headed back to her room.

Setting the dog bowl on the ground, she tossed her dirty clothes into the hamper and pulled on the pair of striped laceless shoes that had been kicked off on the floor beside the bed the night before. Bouncing to her feet, Vanille yanked open her door and ran down the stairs, Adeline nipping at her heels.

"Guten Morgen!" Vanille called as she entered the kitchen area, but hesitated as she saw her 'new sister'- a girl named Fae. (Good morning!)
"Erm. How do you say...? Good morning." she spoke awkwardly and hesitantly to Fae, unsure if she was pronouncing the words right through her German accent or even using the right words.

Heading over to the counter, she snagged a piece of bacon from the plate and munched on it, taking a seat at the table.

Fae watched as Danielle - or who she assumed was Danielle, perhaps they were Vanille? She wasn't sure - left, she waved a little, mumbling a 'Good morning', frowning softly. They had to go to school soon... What would it be like there?

She assumed Danielle didn't like her much - she didn't even say hello. The redheaded girl looked down at the Akita puppy in her arms, smiling a little as the puppy licked at her cheek. At least someone liked her?

She looked up at Vanille who entered the room, blinking in slight confusion at the greeting. Guten...Morgen? She supposed that meant good morning in German, "Um," Fae said, shifting the weight of the puppy in her arms and tucking a lock of red hair behind her ear, "Good morning." She said as Hachi wiggled in her arms. The girl had to admit, she felt awkward around these people...she didn't think she should, since she got tossed around in foster homes most of her life, so she was constantly around new people. She set down Hachi and sat by Vanille, hesitantly touching the silver cross around her neck from her last foster home. The family had been fiercely religious...kind of scaring Fae a bit, to be honest. This was also confusing...a family that spoke different languages. She had only been to England and here...She had a slight English accent from living there for many years, but it wasn't like she spoke any other language.

She got a bit of breakfast, watching the clock, minutes ticking by until they needed to be at school, not wanting to be late for school on her first day, just sort of nibbling at her food, "You're Vanille, right?" Fae asked, wanting to try to make conversation, hoping she wasn't getting the two girls confused.

Christopher had opened the bird cage in his room and the yellow and green colored bird of the lot he named Mischievous Mongo for obvious reasons flew out landing on top his head. Felicity soon followed after but instead landed on his arm that was held up to greet her. "Well hello there Fancy Felicity" he said with his head turned to the blue colored one admiringly. He'd never admit it but Felicity was his favorite.
Peckish Pongo was.. peckish as usual with her head dunked in the small pet bowl taking no interest in its owner. Christopher said nothing at that, turning his head in the direction of the window. The lovely blue sky so welcoming to a new day filled of opportunity and promise. He nodded his head and moved his arm so the birds would realise its time to return to their cages and they did so willingly even as he closed the small gates. Clever birds..
He lifted the hook up of the gate and back down to lock it before brushing his hand through his blonde hair thinking about school.
Getting ready for school was no big deal for Christopher. His morning routine was simple; wake up, brush his teeth, check his pets and get dressed to go downstairs for breakfast. He walked downstairs calmly, his family ring in clear view as he descended holding the handrailing. His blue eyes scanned the hallway for activity finding nothing and so Christopher continued his journey for the dining room.
Upon reaching the dining room, he discovered it was empty but food was already prepared on the table and so he treated himself to a bowl of his usual kiddish branded cereal- the ones his brothers would tease him for. His mind drifted back to his fellow classmates considering to run for class president. After more thought, he figured he was too shy to do that and continued enjoying his breakfast.

(ooc: not sure but do all the vamps live together as siblings with the shared last name or is shared last name just implying they are related some other way?)

Fae glanced back at the clock and she realized they were almost out of time, "We need to hurry to get there on time." She said, getting up to go put her shoes on and gather her other things to go. She didn't want them to be late on their first day of school here.

The redhead ran upstairs, pulled on her shoes, and fixed her hair a little bit more before hesitantly going over to Dani and telling her that they needed to go now so that they would be on time. She hurried back downstairs, told Hachi goodbye and waited at the door for her new 'sisters'. She fidgeted worriedly, hoping everything would be okay at school.

Vanille nodded in response to Fae's question, "Ja."

Finishing her bacon, she got back up and devoured a few more before she heard Fae say something that she managed to translate as something about being late for school. Running back upstairs, she snatched her messenger bag from the back of a chair. The bag itself had a black and white checkerboard print with German words sharpied on it in different colors. Running back downstairs, she waved to her mothers, who were sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast. Seeing that Fae was already at the door, she beckoned her outside as she stepped through the doorway into the outside world.

Poking her head inside, she yelled, "Danielle! Du hast schule!" (Danielle! You have school!)

Turning back to Fae, she smiled. "Um... Ready to go?" she didn't wait for an answer.

Jogging out of the house, she began jogging toward school. She didn't even think about using the car her mothers had gotten her since people rarely drove in Germany and she certainly wasn't used to this place yet. Within a few minutes she was arriving at the school and heading inside in search of the main office.

"Huh?" Fae managed just before Vanille took off without the car or anything else. She didn't want the other girl to go alone, so she ended up running after her, hoping her sister would catch up to them.

Walking to school didn't bother her much, as she did it often back in London, but she was quite nervous and she didn't know why. She had gone to several different schools now, why should this one be any different? She just was adopted this time, no big deal.

Maybe she was going to be in a ghetto school where kids carried around knives or something...

Oh, come on, Fae! It's not like you're going to a school that has monsters in it that want to eat you or something. She thought to herself, "So, Um...I guess you don't really take cars in Germany?" She asked Vanille as they got to the school.

Danielle threw her black tank top over her head and put on a pair of her dark blue skinny jeans. Then, it was off to the bathroom to brush her teeth, hair, and do her makeup. As she was getting ready, she heard what had to have been her new sister tell her that she needed to leave for school. Danielle was adopted when she was about ten and had been living in the U.S. before she was adopted, so she made sure that she kept the English language as she learned German. Every year she took English, just so she wouldn't forget her native tongue. A shout from Vanille caused her to hurry even faster and speed down the stairs, Maddy and Nitro racing her to the bottom. When she finally reached the bottom, she grabbed Vanille's keys off the counter, rolling her eyes. She didn't think Vanille would appreciate it much if she drove her car, but she did it anyway since she never drove it. Along the way to school, she spotted Vanille and their new adopted sister walking. She smiled and pulled over next to them.

"Need a ride?" she asked the new sister in English, the looked at Vanille and said, "Brauchen Sie eine Fahrt?"

(Sorry, double posted.)

Vanille smiled at Fae, "Nein- erm. No," she stumbled, "we usually walk. Big gasoline prices and few parking places." she didn't notice that her words were wrong, simply continuing to talk. "You do drive a lot?" she meant to ask if people in London drove a lot, but her words came out wrong and organized as a German sentence.

Coming to a stop as she saw Dani pull up beside them, in Vanille's car, no less.

"Du Farhst gern, Dani." Vanille started by correcting her German before she continued. "Dani!" Vanille glared at her 'older sister', but took a deep breath and tried to remember her English. "My car you will take home. You have no right to it." she was still mostly speaking with a German sentence structure and not noticing. She muttered something under her breath about a car thief.

Turning away from the 'car thief', Vanille cast another smile toward Fae, beckoning her with a wave of her arm as she jogged the last distance to the school, bounded up the steps and through the open doors. Immediately she was bombarded by teens that she struggled to push through on her way to the main office.

Fae tilted her head at the two before turning back to Vanille and nodding, Vanille's sentences were a little different, but she got what she was saying, "Yes...Well, I mostly walked to school since it was so close to my house, but everywhere else we drove." She told her new sister with a smile. She might actually really like it here. They seemed nice.

She followed after Vanille at a jog, looking around at the new school with wide eyes, curious about it but she finally reminded herself they needed to go to the office and get their schedules and everything, "So...any idea where the office is?" She asked Vanille as she looked around for it.

Damien walked downstairs with hands in his pockets towards the dining room. He could smell breakfast as he neared the location filling his senses and was pleasantly surprised to find his brother Christopher eating kiddish cereal as usual. Being the quiet one, he didn't say anything and simply sat down at the table next to his brother, selecting bacon and eggs plus buttered toast for his breakfast. The silence droned on until Christopher broke it by saying politely. "Good morning." Damien looked up from his plate, and nodded before starting to fiddle with the black cross necklace displayed on his chest.
A part of him was envious of his youngest brother for being able to socialise mroe freely than himself which lead him to be the bookworm loner leaning against the walls of hallways. Christopher would be in a group of other adolescents at all times appealing to them and being appealed to them. Damien could see the perks in the popularity but it just was a scene that didn't suit him. As if rehearsed, they both stood up in absolute unison to head for school.

Damien being the eldest was driving their black four wheel drive with windows down so passing students could glimpse at them and already Christopher was getting a fair share of hellos. He had managed to park the vehicle in a nearby convenient location and set the alarm just as Christopher and himself stepped out. The two brothers walked together, differences already obvious to anyone observing. Damien walked slower staring towards the ground while Christopher had his head held high ready to face the world.
It was just like any other school day as they stepped through the doors and girls rushed in seeking their attention. Christopher being more drawn to humans than him stayed, whilst Damien headed straight for his locker.

(ooc: hope you don't mind that i integrated them, will post them seperately if they socialise with yous)

Fae who just spotted the office just ahead, about to tell Vanille that she found it and accidentally almost walked directly into someone and tripping when she looked up and saw that she was directly in front of someone, almost falling into them due to the lack of space since everyone seemed to be crowding around in this area. Was he popular or something? Lovely.

The little redhead stumbled back a step, kinda staring at the boy with blond hair and blue eyes before her, " i - I'm sorry." She apologized quickly, ducking her head and blushing, embarrassed. She could hear other students around her laughing and telling her to watch where she was going. "I'm really sorry..." She said again to the boy, feeling really stupid.

She ended up getting pushed aside since she obviously wasn't getting out of the way fast enough for the other students, she scanned the crowd for Vanille's bright pink hair once she felt like she was in a safe zone, away from the crowd, standing on her tiptoes, trying to find her so that she could get out of here before she did something else to humiliate herself in front of all of these people...

I never had this problem back in London... Fae thought to herself, kind of missing it there now.

A girl he hadn’t recognised almost stumbled onto him with striking red hair and captivating hazel eyes. The girl looked at him, apologising quickly and although her head was ducked, he had caught the sight of pink touching her cheeks. Christopher was about to say something, but his fellow classmates started laughing at her and telling her to watch where she was going in a rude manner causing him to frown. Such accidents were normal to occur in his opinion, the ridicule unnecessary and he didn’t like anybody being subjected to such ridicule in general, for himself it was alright but not another person, especially not a girl who could be new as he didn’t find her familiar. With that distinct hair and eyes.. how could he forget. "I'm really sorry..." she said to him again, making his eyes soften at the situation just as the crowd around him shoved her out of the circle. “Now hang on a minute guys, that’s not called for.” He said in a serious tone he didn’t use often unless he thought something was wrong. Their attitude very wrong to him. Some of the girls were taken aback by his expression showing his disappointment in their treatment towards others while the rest of the girls were trying to calm him down and say they didn’t mean it. Christopher sighed not really buying it as he moved himself out of the circle regardless.

He followed after the redhead and as he caught up with her, she seemed lost or looking for someone or something in particular. “Excuse me” Christopher said, reaching for the girl’s arm lightly so she wouldn’t walk off from him. He stared into her eyes for a while almost lost in them before saying. “I’m truly sorry for the way they were to you, it won’t happen again.” He said sincerely before letting her arm fall back to her side. “Besides well..” he added, his fingers flicking the blonde strands on the front of his forehead a little as he thought of what to say next. “You appear as if you are searching for someone or something? May I be of assistance? It’s the least I could do..” he offered with a soft friendly smile as his hand touching his hair fell down to his side naturally.

Danielle frowned and seemed to be embarrassed that her German still wasn't great.

"Right, sorry." she said after Vanille corrected her, smily lightly at her own German accent and perfect English.

After Vanille fixed her German, she got mad at her for taking her car. Danielle nodded and smiled at Fae, then drove toward the school, already nearing it. Parking took longer than it would have been to walk since all the driving students didn't seem to know how to drive properly. As soon as she got the car parked, she quickly walked into the school to find Vanille and Fae. She didn't like being new in school and not knowing anyone. Vanille had to have been nervous with all these people around. Danielle didn't mind people, but also didn't like socializing too much. She made her way through the students that were entering and found her way to the front office. There was a nice-looking lady behind the desk. The lady had a smile on her face as she talked to another staff member. Then she noticed Danielle.

"What do you want?" the lady asked as if she wasn't too happy that Danielle was interrupting their conversation.

Danielle shyly approached the desk.

"Well, come on, I don't have all day." the lady snapped.

Danielle moved to the desk quicker and stood stiff in front of the woman behind the desk as she scrolled through something on her computer.

"I'm new." Danielle said, hoping that she wouldn't have to say much more.

Danielle's first day wasn't turning out too great. The staff already scared her. She watched as the woman continued to scroll through something on the computer and then look up at Danielle with a sour expression.

"Okay, and what do you want me to do about that?" the woman asked harshly.

Danielle felt like turning back and ditching school, but she knew that Vanille wouldn't be too happy with her if she did. She bit her bottom lip and thought of what to say to the woman.

"Um, I think I need my schedule." she said, wondering if she was going to be able to leave the office anytime soon.

The woman looked up at Danielle from her computer again, looking very impatient. Danielle looked away for a second in uncomfort.

"I can't give you your schedule if you don't give me your name." the woman said, rolling her eyes.

Danielle sighed.

"Danielle Shaefer." she said.

To her relief, the woman printed it out and handed it to her. Danielle smiled and walked out the door to find her first class. She made it to the hallway before she paused and started looking at all the nearby doors. None of them were the room she needed. She looked to see which way the room numbering went and followed it to the end of the hall and then there was a line of classsrooms on the left and another on the right. Danielle sighed and stood there, hoping she didn't look like too much of a newbie as she wandered around, confused. She looked at her schedule again.

"32B?" she asked herself.

Danielle didn't like to ask for directions, so she kept wandering around the campus, hoping she would find it. She finally found it further down one of the halls and entered the classroom.

Vanille wandered aimlessly through the hallways of the school, not really paying attention to where she was going. With a sigh, she glanced down at her messenger bag and unzipped it, trying to dig through and find the already wrinkled map that she had crammed in the night before. Paying even less attention to where she was going, she subconsciously edged to the side of the crowd, following the row of lockers. She squeaked as she walked straight into a guy that was standing at his locker.

"Es tut mir leid!" she automatically said without looking at the boy she had crashed into, her cheeks identical to her hair in color. Instead she knelt down to collect the contents of her bag, which had been knocked all over the floor when she moved her hand to react to the sensation of falling. (Sorry!)

Cheeks flushing a deeper red as she heard laughter from other students, Vanille continued to gather up her notebook paper, which had scattered when someone had been so kind as to pick up her notebook, read the German writing on the front in a mocking tone, and then tear the pages from their binding.

"Es tut mir leid, es tut mir leid, es tut mir leid." Vanille repeated several times, expecting that the boy was one of the many laughing at her at that point.

Fae jumped sideways when someone touched her arm, having been too busy trying to find Vanille amongst the slowly thinning crowd of students as everyone went into their own classes. She turned her head and saw the boy from a few minutes ago and she started blushing again, "Um...don't worry about it. i - I didn't mind." She said to him, letting her red hair fall in her face a little to try and hide her blush. So far this first day sucked...

When he offered to help, she wasn't sure if she wanted to take it or not...she didn't want to be bother or anything, but if it helped her find Vanille or Danielle faster...

"I would really appreciate it..." Fae said, looking back at Christopher as he smiled, having been previously too embarrassed to really look at him for very long. He has really pretty eyes... She thought, watching him flick his blond hair away from his face. She quickly shook the thought away, getting back to her focus. "I'm trying to find my sisters. Danielle and Vanille...Vanille was headed -" Fae pointed in Vanille's general direction. "That way...She shouldn't be too hard to find, um...she has pink hair." She said, hoping he wouldn't think they were weird or something.

Since he was being so nice to her, she thought she should probably introduce herself, "Um, and I'm Fae by the way." She said, fidgetting with the silver cross that hung around her neck.

Danielle shyly walked up to the teacher in the classroom and tried her best to ignore every pair of eyes staring at her. She cast a glance at the room full of students and quickly looked away when she noticed that everyone was staring at her.

"Just hurry up and let the teacher know you are new in his class so you can sit down." she thought to herself.

She forced herself to put a smile on her face as she approached the teacher and hid her shyness. The teacher smiled back and looked at the schedule that Danielle was holding. He pointed to an empty seat in the middle of the back row and told her that she can sit there. Danielle smiled, nodded, and took her seat. The girl sitting next to her leaned toward her.

"Hi, I'm Katie. What's your name?" she asked.

Danielle smiled and was glad that the girl seemed happy to meet new people.

"I'm Danielle." she replied.

Katie looked at the clock. Danielle assumed she was seeing how much time they had until class officially started. She glanced at the schedule in her planner and noted that they had a little less than 2 minutes until class started. Katie looked at Danielle again and made a face at someone sitting on Danielle's other side. Danielle turned around to see who she was looking at.

"Try to avoid that girl sitting over there." Katie whispered to Danielle.

Danielle looked out of the corner of her eye to see the girl on the otehr side with reddish-brown hair and blonde highlights. She seemed very social. Danielle looked at Katie again.

"Why?" she whispered.

The teacher told the class to stop talking and Katie motioned "one minute" and took out a piece of paper. Danielle assumed that she would tell her later and paid attention as the teacher explained what concepts they would be covering today. As the teacher reminded the class of the previous day's lesson, Katie slid a folded up paper on her desk. Danielle looked at her to make sure the note was intended for her. Katie motioned for her to read it and Danielle opened it.

The girl on your left is Allison. She is a major slut.

Danielle glanced at the girl who was apparently named Allison. She didn't see how anyone could call her a slut until her eyes found her skirt. Danielle didn't understand how anyone could get into the classroom without being dress-coded about how short her skirt was. Allison leaned forward to the person in the chair in front of her and laughed.

"What if I have to be a prostitute when I grow up?" Danielle heard her ask the girl in front of her.

Danielle bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing.

"You're half way there, hon." Danielle thought in response to what Allison said.

She looked back down at the piece of paper on her desk and took out a pencil so she could respond.

And now I see.

She passed the note back to Katie. Danielle liked how it was her first day and she was getting along great with the person sitting next to her. Hopefully things would keep going that way. Maybe Katie would be in some of her other classes too. The teacher suddenly stopped talking and stood with his arms crossed, looking at Allison.

"Am I interrupting?" he asked, clearly offended that Allison was talking during his lesson.

Katie stopped writing so the teacher wouldn't notice the note. The teacher pointed at a different desk for Allison to sit in. Class began again where the teacher left off and Katie passed the note to Danielle.

Haha. Yeah. So, where are you from? I noticed your accent.

Danielle liked that she could speak perfect English and have her German accent. Since she lived in Germany, she lost her old accent and picked up the German one, but kept her English-speaking skills.

I was born in the U.S., but was adopted by a family in Germany and we ended up moving here.

She was about to pass the note when she noticed that the teacher was looking at the whole class as he talked about the history of the U.S. As soon as he turned his back to demonstrate something on the board, she quickly passed the note to Katie. Danielle took out a notebook to write some notes on so she could catch a few things while Katie wrote her response. She hated history, but also had no interest in failing a class. The note came back and she opened it up to read it.

Cool. I haven't met anyone from Germany before. Do you like it here?

Danielle put the note under her notebook so she could catch the next main point and get enough notes to be able to learn something before she responded to the note. They were learning about the Puritan society and the 13 colonies. At least learning about the odd laws and lifestyles was more interesting than most other subjects she learned about. She took the note out once she got the important facts down and reread it to remember what the note said.

I haven't really been here long enough to judge it yet, but I like it so far.

She passed the note back to Katie and looked around the classroom. Most of the students were either writing quicker than before or slowly packing up their stuff. Danielle looked at the clock and noticed that there was only one minute left of class. The teacher allowed the class to pack up their things and talk. Katie put the note in her backpack and smiled at Danielle.

"What class do you have next?" she asked.

Danielle looked at her schedule. English. Great, another room number to find. Katie asked Danielle to let her see her schedule and looked to see what classes they had together.

"Oh, you are in my math class too!" she said happily.

Danielle smiled and Katie told her that she would see her later. Again, Danielle walked out into the hall to search for her classroom. She ended up by another building that was labeled "Theater." Danielle sighed.

"Great, I found the theater, now where is my English class?" she thought to herself.

Damien had made his way through the crowd of bustling students to his locker, casually moving the dial of his padlock, the gaze of his silver grey eyes fixated on nothing else when someone unexpectedly bumped into him causing a loss of composure. He grabbed the edge of the open locker door searching for the reason of his close- to- collapse and spotted a girl with pink hair that stood out easily amongst the rest of normal colours of brown, black, redheads and blondes. "Es tut mir leid!" Pardon…? Damien thought in his head just as the girl started blushing embarrassingly at the scene and picking up the spilled contents of her bag on the floor. He sighed, deciding to mind his own business and started to scour his locker for some textbooks when laughter erupted from the now still crowd surrounding the area. He pulled his head out from his locker to watch as the unfamiliar girl continued to gather her things to which another student had seemed to be helping, only to read the words and mock before tearing it straight out of the binding distastefully. Manners.. he thought before turning back to the girl to see how she was fairing. She kept repeating words in another language that he couldn’t comprehend. It was so confusing, curiosity got the better of him.
He knelt down, picking the remaining dropped items off the floor and neatly placing it inside her bag in silence for a while. He wasn’t normally sticking his nose in other people’s business, it just didn’t fit his criteria but this girl was confusing him a great deal and he had been a part of it as she did bump into him. “You’re new.” He asked, but it sounded more like a statement because he was certain. “Watch where you’re going next time okay? It gets crowded in the school mornings.” He added considerately.

"Um...don't worry about it. i - I didn't mind." Christopher frowned slightly, pretty sure she did mind. It had probably ruined her idea of the school or at the very least, her first day there. To his offer to assist, she had replied warmly. "I would really appreciate it..." she said with a smile making him smile back naturally. He went back to flicking the front ends of his hair finding it a little annoying at this point in time when she spoke again. "I'm trying to find my sisters. Danielle and Vanille...Vanille was headed -" as the girl pointed, his eyes moved to follow. "That way...She shouldn't be too hard to find, um...she has pink hair." At that, Christopher’s smile only widened not because he found the colour funny, but because he was happy she had some acquaintances in the school. It would be difficult for a new student to start alone. "Um, and I'm Fae by the way." the girl introduced herself to which Christopher stopped fiddling with his hair to answer.
“I’m Christopher.” He said just as a swarm of girls were coming their way. He looked back to Fae, by this time fidgeting with her necklace that dangled a silver cross before rushingly taking her hand. “Sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable” he said softly, apologising for the hand grab as he turned to her before moving her away along with him further in the crowds before the girls ambushed again. They hadn’t been particularly friendly to Fae and he didn’t want to have to resort to unfriendly means although he would if he must.

Tristan grabbed a chocolate bar out of the fridge, his book bag already slung over his shoulder. He took a quick glance at the silver watch on his wrist before nodding to himself. He was probably going to be a little late, but it shouldn't really matter much, it's the first day. He wouldn't get a detention or anything, hopefully. He decided to walk, realizing that using the car would be sort of unnecessary since he get carsick in that thing.

I wonder if anyone there will actually be interesting, school's usually such a bore[i/] the thought ran though his mind while he chewed. Strangely, he was somewhat excited about it, a chance to make new enemies. He grinned slightly at the thought, maybe he would try to set some kind of record for being the most hated in school?

He was so lost in his little thoughts that he walking into a guy, who fell to his butt. Tristan blinked and looked up from the ground. The school parking lot was in distance, and some latecomers decided to hang around it seemed. There were 3 guys, one of which was still on the ground, glaring at him. The other two were sitting there, snickering at their fallen friend. Tristan shrugged nonchalantly and began to walk away, when he was grabbed roughly.

"Hey! Do you know who you just bumped into?" the jock growled, his onion breath making Tristan wince.

He sighed, "Nope, but by the looks of it, it wasn't someone intelligent, or someone who uses mouthwash for that matter" he added. He was specifically told to not start anything with [i] anyone, but riling the dim-witted was always a fun game.

At this comment, the other two snickering goons loomed over their friends shoulder threateningly, "Not funny, loser! You really must be new here, but then again, my fist loves making friends" the goons snickered at the lame joke and Tristan rolled his eyes. Oh, great.

"Bite me, shouldn't you be in class though? I thought even cavemen needed an education" he used some of his actual power to shove the jock aside, before walking off, fixing his shirt. The three of them stared in spite, and in slight shock as well, that boy was strange.

He eventually found the administrative office, and looked to the woman on duty, "Name?" she said, giving him a glare as if he was the reason for all the problems in the world.

"Tristan Way. I need my schedule and that late pass, I'm sort of new here" he explained, grinning slightly.

The woman rolled her eyes and began typing away, before printing something out and handing it to him, "Here, I'll cut you some slack today since your new, but lateness isn't accepted here" she sounded stern with her words, but Tristan didn't really seem to care.

Okay, first just ended apparently, so... it's English next he concluded, nodding to the lady before strolling out as quickly as he had came in. He was met with a massive amount of bustling students. He looked around and eventually located his locker, which was conveniently next to his English class. He walked in and headed straight for the back, waiting for the class to start now. He looked around, seeing quite a few curious faces staring at him, and the unwelcoming face of the jock that had tried to attack him earlier. Oh, this was going to be an interesting class.

"Again...I really appreciate it." Fae told Christopher with a smile. "And it's nice to meet you, Christopher." She said, as the crowd of students began to move off into their class rooms. "My first class is English, I'm pretty sure me, Vanille and Danielle have the same schedule, so they're probably looking for it it if they aren't already there." She said before looking around some more as late students ran to get into their class rooms.

After quite a while of scanning the shrinking crowd, she found Vanille with a boy in the hallway who seemed to be helping her with something. She gestured with a pale hand, "Um, that's her." She told Christopher, quietly, ducking her head, her red hair falling around her face.

Danielle took a breath and decided to ask the nearest person for directions instead of trying to find the class herself. She walked up to a group of kids that lookd her age.

"Hi, I'm kinda new around here, do you know where this class is?" she asked, showing them her schedule.

One of them nodded and told her to keep going to the end of that hall and turn left down another hall. The class should be the third door on the left. Danielle thanked them for their help and started heading that way when she heard people laughing. Instead of going to her class, she turned around to see what was going on. She wanted to fit in, so observation would help. This thought didn't go so well in her mind when she saw that the one being laughed at was Vanille. She jogged toward her and noticed that there was a guy already helping her, so she decided to just make the other kids leave Vanille alone by pushing some of the lingerers away. One guy didn't take it too well and pushed her aside, continuing to make fun of Vanille and her pink hair. Danielle got back up and dragged the guy away by his backpack. Once she was about a foot away from teh crowd with him, she dropped him and stepped on his chest.

"You leave her alone, got it?" she asked.

Some of the people that were laughing at Vanille had come over to make fun of the guy that got dragged off by a girl. Danielle let him deal with his own embarrassment and headed back in the direction of her English class, giving Vanille a smile before she left.