Harper looked at the city below him on the balcony. Even at the crack of dawn the city swarmmed with life. The penthouse suite at the top floor in which Harper resides has one of the best views in Eden. the lights from cars below resemble fireflys fluttering about on the streets. Small buildings and skyscrappers alike are riddled around the city. The sun has just started to peak above the skyline, illuminating the sky a burnt orange color. Harper has never realized it, but he is a sucker for great scenery. He tore his gaze away from the city and looked down when he heard the light shuffling of houseshoes on the floor behind him. Harper knew immediatly it was his mother and spoke soflty as if he wanted no one else to hear, "Why do you think dad hates us so much?" Harper felt like a child asking the question but it was tearing at his mind constantly and everyday. His mothers face materialized out of the corner of his eye, she was out of focus but he could tell by the way she slowly walked that she was exhasted. She leaned on the arm of the chair he sat on. "Money is basically a drug. We can't live without it and when we have all of it taken away some of us tend to," She stopped as if she was searching for the right words to say, but the sound of Haprer's father clearing his thoat proved otherwise. Harper turning to his back. His father was day drinking again. He didn't say anything at all, just an angry yet pained look marked his face. He walked away taking a swig from his flask and letting a disgusting belch escape his mouth. "You should get going to school." Harper's mom said walking off after his father.

Faeya woke up outside again. Of course she was kicked out of her own room and forced to sleep on the couch on the porch! Lorenzo just had to walk out of the house wearing a nice shirt and black jeans to mess with her otherwise horrible morning. "Morning, strega! How was your sleep?" Faeya glared daggers at her half sibling. "Once an annoying italian boy gets out of my face and back to whatever ghetto he came from, It will have been a good sleep." Lorenzo smirked. "Sorry, Strega. Mama is happy with your... stronzo papa." Faeya rolled her eyes, not sure what he called her father but it probably wasn't friendly. She got up and shoved past Lorenzo to go get dressed. Lorenzo chuckled softly, but he had to admit he wanted what she wanted: their parent's divorce.

Jacob turned to the corner into Eden's high schools pulling his Ferrari California into the a open space by door, he looked over at his sister who was finishing her homework as he yawned. He had a late flight last night, still he was happy, he had just won his way into a Blizzcon, his next matches would be determine who the world champion of Starcraft. He sighed as he got out of his car, he early but it didn't matter, he just wanted to get to class, no doubt everyone would be wondering where he had been for the past 6 days, still he was happy to anonymous even with rock-star status in the gaming and you-tube community, he recently hit 50,000 subscribers. He was happy that no one at school had yet to identify him though he worried slightly as he had seen some news crews and reporters at the tournament.

His sister was still doing her homework as they entered the school, the young man sighed and left he started towards his homeroom humming the theme to the Legend Of Zelda series, his favorite as a child. He walked slowly finding the door to his homeroom locked he shrugged and continued to walk through the building humming.

Emma woke up in the morning in her lonely apartment. She sighed as she sat up running a hand through her natural curly/ wavy hair. Emma stood up and padded into her bathroom taking a quick shower then blow drying her hair. She did a touch up on her natural curls with her curling iron and then applied a light amount of mascara and some lip gloss. Emma got dressed into a simple pair of gray jeans, a black tank top, a red and black plaid top, a black beanie, and a pair of black cargo boots. She paired it with her favorite necklace and her fake glasses that made her look less noticeable. Emma looked at her outfit in the mirror and then headed out the door grabbing her backpack on the way. She walked through the streets towards school not bothering to take some sort of transportation by vehicle.

She soon made it to school and found a bench outside since it was still early. Emma sat down and pulled out her earphones. She plugged them into her phone and put them into her ears allowing her music to blast into her ears as she just observed the other students. The current song playing was 'King and Lionheart' by Of Monsters and Men. She silently hummed along to the song hoping to go unnoticed.

Cheryl looked at herself in the mirror one last time before grabbing her bag. She walked outside their house, going in her brother's car who was impatiently waiting for her for ten minutes, and her half-sister, silently sitting at the back. "What took you so long?" her brother complained as he starts driving. Cheryl rolled her eyes, but sent her brother a fake smile and said, "Just shut up and drive." With that, Cheryl takes out her phone and checks for updates, looking for any interesting news or scandals she can write in her blog. She didn't even bid her sister a goodbye when she got out, or thank her brother for the ride. She just gets out.

Cheryl walks to her locker and was about to open it, only to see Jacob Knight at the corner of her eye. So he's back, she thought, raising an eyebrow. A playful smile found its way to her lips, as she quickly grabs her camera and follows the most mysterious guy in Eden High. "Jacob Knight!" she called out, her camera flashes, suddenly taking a picture after managing to get his attention. "Do you mind an interview?" she asked, but she didn't wait for an answer. "Where were you since your disappearance? Does it involve this mysterious job of yours?"

He turned and grunted in surprise blinking as the camera flashed in his eyes. "Good morning to you too Cheryl, I was out of town on business and I don't care comment on my job. We do this every time I leave, you know I'm never going to give you a straight answer. Now if you'll excuse me. My plane got in very late last night so I am going cafeteria for a cup of coffee, put the camera away and you can join me." He said, he stopped humming and took a brisk pace as he began to walk towards the cafeteria, he would have been happy to meet anyone else in the hall, just not Cheryl, he hoped she never looked into the Pro-gaming community otherwise he'd be easy to find.

Esther walked down the streets of Eden, stopping every so often to gaze at the windows as she passed the stores. Now hiring. A leather bag was slung at her side filled with multiple copies of her resumes. At first, she thought she could rely on online applications to find herself a job. It was just one rejection after another and every time, she was disappointed even more. Although, it was expected considering that the only experience she had was working at McDonalds, which is not very impressive. So if the world wide web wasn't going to help her, she would have to go and look for a job herself. Besides, she was getting desperate. She already owed 3 weeks worth of rent, which wasn't much considering how simple her living quarters actually were. Her landlady had given her 3 days to find herself a job, and this was day one.

Esther entered various clothing stores, pet stores, cafes, she even tried applying as a security, which was way out of her depth. She was much too accident prone to be working graveyard shifts taking care of shopping malls on her own. Nevertheless, she tried anything and everything. It was 6 hours later when she was finally on her last copy of her resume. Unfortunately, she had spent so long on foot walking around in pink jelly sandals that her feet were starting to feel hot and ached from blisters. Esther decided she would save her last resume for now.

She stopped at the first cafe she came across, Mally's Cafe, and decided to have a seat for lunch. Esther grabbed herself a menu and a table number before she pulled up a chair for herself and sat at a table next to the window. It wasn't long before a waitress came over and asked for her order, which was, as always, a french vanilla slice with an iced chocolate. As the waitress hustled away, Esther pulled out her journal from her leather bag. Day One:... Esther lightly bit the top of her pen as she spent a minute to think about what she could use as a title. While she was deep in thought, she unknowingly began to hum. Although her voice was soft, it was sweetly melodic and aided her in her musings. With a smile, she let her pen hit the paper... The beginning, she wrote.

Cheryl continued to smile, but it's obvious from her eye twitching and her hands gripping the camera tighter that she's also annoyed that Jacob Knight can't at least give her clues. She reluctantly lowered the camera, but still tried to follow him. She puts her hand behind, looking oh-so innocent. "Out of town, huh? Where did you go?" she asked curiously, hesitating to secretly use her recorder for he might notice.

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Jacob rolled his eyes sighing. "I was in Texas, Austin Texas for the past few days." Arriving in the cafeteria he saw no chefs present, slipping behind the counter. "How do you take your coffee Cheryl?" He pulled out the coffee pot and began to add water and add grounds.

Harper switched the ignition off and the low hum from his Porsche 918 Spyder's engine halted. For a rather small car it gave off a powerful sound. Harper reached for his single strapped bookbag as he exitted the car. He didn't bother putting the bag on, while he strolled to the front door with other students who began to arrive as he did. A few teachers were among the crowd, heels and dress shoes clicking loudly on the pavement. Harper made his way to his first period class, skipping breakfast when he caught a glimps of Cheryl. The last thing Harper needed was to be harrassed by the mini paparazi about his recent break-up with one of the school's most sought after girls. It didn't end well either, Harper did do some things he was not proud of. Cheatting being one of them. He strolled over to his locker, dialing in his combo.

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Faeya and Lorenzo stepped out of the car, their parents forcing them to carpool Lorenzo's mother's car. Faeya glared at Lorenzo before walking into the school without him, Lorenzo following after her. Of course, he was the new kid today. He knew he had the school at the palm of his hand today. He smirked charmingly at the women he passed to get to his new locker. He saw a boy next to him and said "mi scusi, do you know if this is the right locker?"

Faeya sighed as she walked in and to her own locker, but almost screamed when she noticed Lorenzo was the locker above hers! How did he get a top locker?! Faeya walked passed them, Lorenzo noticing her and he glared, mumbling "Strega" under his breath. "That redhead is making my life un inferno vivente" he said outloud before giving his attention back to Harper.

Emma now walked through the hallways done with watching students. She held her books in her hand and looked at the ground trying to avoid getting any attention to herself. Seeing as she was walking with her head down she didn't notice the girl walking her way until she ran into her. Emma dropped her books with a loud thunk and looked up slightly wide eyed at the red headed girl(Faeya). "I'm so very sorry." She said bending down to get her books, her English accent thick and very noticeable. She hoped that no one was looking at her but she looked around and saw some of the snotty, bitchy girls laughing at her from their lockers. Her cheeks grew red and her eyes watered slightly due to embarrassment as she hurried to pick up her books.

Faeya felt someone run into her and she said "no it's fine. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" She bent down to help her with her books. "I know what it's like, you know. To walk through the halls and accidently bump into them and they flip out because I broke their nail or something; so you're perfectly fine. My name's Faeya, by the way." She gave the girl the rest of her books.

Emma's embarrassment died down when she realized that the girl wasn't going to laugh or yell at her. Emma looked at the girl and gave a slight fake smile of reassurance. "Thanks. I'm Emma." Emma told her taking the books from the girl and putting them back on the stack. She stood up and looked at the girl. "Thanks again Faeya. It's kind of nice to meet someone nice at this school. Makes me not regret moving here as much." Emma said truthfully.

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She smiled. "No problem! Where'd you move from?" she asked, wondering if Emma and her half-demon were from places near one another. Of course, she would never introduce the two for the sake of Emma, but atleast it would be a nice conversation.

"I moved to here from L..." She began to say LA but she stopped herself. "London." She skipped the fact that she had been at LA before coming here due to not wanting anyone to figure out her real name and who she really was. "yeah. I moved here from London not too long ago." Emma said making a more fluent sentence.

The sound of someone next to Harper shook him from his thoughts. He turned to Lorenzo blinking twice to get his eyes back in focus. How long was he standing at his locker? Harper wore a blank expression as he looked Lorenzo up and down. "Judging by the fact that you can't seem to find your locker I'm assuming you are new to the country, the school or both. If so welcome to hell." Harper sighed. "Listen, I hope you are not planning to start any crap. Don't take offense, but you look like the one to cause trouble, and within the first few seconds of knowing you I've already determined you are a complete ass. Trust me the people in this school will tear you to shreds. Not physically, but socially, it hurts a lot more than a beat down. " Harper smiled a bit remembering that Lorenzo spoke Italian. "You're not the only one who speaks Italian. Godetevi la vostra giornata." Without waiting for a response he shut his locker and headed for his first period making sure to bump shoulders with Lorenzo as he passed. This guy looked like competition and he wanted to make sure he stayed a nobody. It was time to ask a favor from the gossip queen.