She felt so soft...so delicious...must feed! "EEP!" Simon squeaked as he dug in nails into his free hand to distract himself. As stupid as it was to let her touch him, he couldn't bring himself to tear his hand away. "S-Simon" he answered. As their skin touched, he instinctual started to siphon her powers. When he had enough of them, he suddenly knew. Realize that he was draining her powers, e quickly stopped before saying "y-you should use your p-p-powers to look up i-i-information on me. There are things you n-n-n-need to know"

Amethystia giggled. "Simon. It's a nice name." Feeling her mind starting to go a little fuzzy, she frowned. Filtered through her head looking for anything to do with a Simon. Not the chipmunk. Not the 60s band. Simon Tepes, there. Eleven years old... Vampire, and incubus? Oh well. Even though most of that charm probably came from his incubus blood, she was still undeniably attracted to him.
"That doesn't change anything, Simon. You're still terribly attractive, and sweet, and kind." But she was a little scared, just the tiniest bit scared.

"It...doesn't?" No girl had ever said that before. The one who didn't want to rape him ran after learning that. So it wasn't much of a surprise when hearing that made him snap. Holding onto her hand tighter, he brought it up to his face where he proceeded to take a large whiff of her scent "so delicious..." he moaned. Then, he gave her hand a long kiss. Simon had never tasted anything more delicious in his life. "Much...better." While his mind was still hazy with her scent, he no longer had to fight the urge to...feast on her. It was something strange and new for him

Amethystia gasped as Simon kissed her hand. Her knees wobbled at the unexpected tingling, lovely sensations, and almost of its own accord her body pressed up against his. He still held her hand tightly, but she had another free arm, which went up timidly around his neck. She blushed when she realized what she'd done, but didn't let go. Her heart was fluttering fast enough and hard enough that Simon could probably feel it through their clothes, but she couldn't even care about that. This was love, surely. Surely it was love and it would never end and it would always be beyond amazing and so fluttery and nice always. That's what all of her memories of previous peoples' love told her, anyway.

Euthanasia runed out form the changing Rome, locking 4 da hott Psymon dat she had left b4. Wen she got der she saw dat simeon was kissing da preppy bitch Amon Amarth. She maid a camp poze agen & sed Siamn is mine not urs and u ned to let him go because i love him so dere.

Euphoria swept simaon of his fet, my only bearly tamed beasts surrounding him. I started kising him madly very much. I felt his boys thingie touch mine and it was verah god. I put up my midel finger at peppy bich RomanAria and sed how do you lick me doing dis 2 ur bf? I lick it alot.

Simon was enjoying the smell of Amethystia drifting to his nose. So much so that he would have been content to stay like that for some time...then they were interrupted. Some girl he didn't recognize pulled him from his embrace with Amethystia and started raping his lips. One the one hand; he was kissing a very pretty girl, and his Incubus blook liked that a lot. On the other hand, he was being raped, and he didn't like that. So his mind did the only thing that made sense; it faited

Amethystia watched with horror as Simon fainted. She lunged to catch him to keep his head from hitting the floor. Of course, he was a good deal bigger than her, and she stumbled and fell to the floor as she caught him. Then she whirled to face Evangeline, her eyes blazing violet.
"Funny, that you say you LOVE him, and yet, he's never seen you before, and now look what you did to him." Her mind had picked up on the fact that Simon had been temporarily shocked.
"You think I'm a slut because I let my emotions master me for a moment, and a preppy female dog, because I wear a school uniform that doesn't bare my chest for the whole world to see and doesn't show my panties either. Well, guess what, you're as bad as me. Worse, actually. I didn't force Simon to do anything he didn't want to, and you most certainly did. You'll hide behind your perfection and beauty. Well, guess what, I've got my own." God, she loved her omniscience.
Her rant over, she spun on her heel and knelt down beside Simon's unconscious form. "Hey, Simon, are you alright? That was kind of scary, I know, but you're okay now. You'll be okay." She tried to sit him up against the wall, before a huge crowd of students could gather.

Jozarin <3ed DA fackt DAT simean fainted frum such tru <3 4me. She wasn't rapping bcoz semen had such tru <3 for me & She was perfect. He had sen her b4 & she had graped him.

Wen DA poppy bixh conformed her she used we'll u r nut perfect bcos you r nut as gud as me i am perfect.

When Simon started to wake up, the first thing he noticed was a really sweet smell. Despite how hungry it made him, he also found it kind of soothing. Once his bran had fully reboted, heis eyes opened up and he remembered what had just happened to him. Normaly he would have been upset that his first kiss had been stolen by this strange girl...only he had lost it long ago; to a hooker that his dad hiered because por Simon is so tragic. "W-who are you?" He asked the new girl, with his stutering coming from genuine fear as aposed to barely restrained lust this time

Dont u remember i grapes u erlier & we feel in <3. U r so hott and I won't u I say, my beasts nuzzling wife his byotiful he'd. Eurydice was verah sexy and no1 could desist her. We will get married some day and make lots of sexy half inkuaas babies.

I put up my midle finger up at Anthelion.

Since people were leaving the classroom so quickly all of a sudden, Bella didn't want to be late and stood up quickly, grabbing her bag and heading for the door. On her way out, though, she tripped and fell and sccrapped her other knee and it hurt so she couldn't stand for a minute. She was always falling like this cause she's clumsy sometimes. It hurt a lot like she had flled on cement and she wanted to cry but she's not a wimp so she didn't. She dropped her bag when she felled though, so she couldn't reach her first aid kit and had to sit against the wall until some1 helped her. Why does this always happen to me? I can't ever do anything without getting hurt, she thought sadly.

(( Ignore Emperor Mateus in the above picture, he's been replaced by Laguna/Mr. Evans ))

Despite their conversations and occasional conflicts, the students as a whole began forming in the gym for their next class, forms clad in their appropriate uniforms and sneakers. Here and there students mulled about, some of the less athletic dragging their feet more than the others. The gym teacher of Saint Perfection Academy had earned a reputation far and wide as one of the roughest around.

"All right ye' boys and girls. Ya' ready te' sweat!" As if by some great serendipitous circumstance the aforementioned teacher revealed himself at a most opportune time. He was dressed very casually, almost too much so, wearing a pair of school faculty-issued sweat pants and, well, not much else. The man's chest full of superb muscles were left on display for the rest of the class too see, something he revealed in. When he spoke for the second time, his mixture scots-irish accent was even more pronounced than the first time. "Well, we's got somethin' special for ye'. Take a gander." With this, the teacher, Mister Jack Daniels, motioned behind him.

As if by some weird slip of magic a massive obstacle course had appeared behind him, said course composed of extremely complex and inter-linked systems which would have presented an immense physical challenge to a normal human. There were numerous perils: rope-swings, a zip-line, tube-crawls, tower-climbs and jumps, the whole works. In all honestly the gym now looked more like some strange special forces training camp than a high-school building, there was even a sand-pit with barbed wire at the end. Through his own reality-warping genius Mr. Daniels had already stipulated through his inter-dimensional highly magical means that any part of the course which was destroyed would instantly fix itself thereby continuing to offer a challenge to all. Interestingly enough, however, he did not limit the supernatural abilities of anyone present.

"Alright ye' lads and lassies, get te' work!"

Evangelin waz rly god @ obstacle corsets. She had bean rly da best @ her last schorle and she waz super god at it. She flashed b4 evry1 else bcos she was rly god at sportz & stuff & she luved da atension. She was rly sexah in my outfit & al da bois liked seing her & al da gurl also wanted hr body. wen she got 2 da end she decided dat she would She flashed b4 evry1 else bcos she was rly god at sportz & stuff & she luved da atension. She was rly sexah in my outfit & al da bois go 2da front of da kurs and tri it again witch she did really sexily.

Layla glared at the obstacle course, looking high and low over it, searching for the catch. There wasn't one. It was perfectly ordinary magical stuff. Nothing to stop her from simply ice-ghosting her way through it, nothing in any alternate dimensions to stop her 'stepping' across spacetime to arrive before she left, not even a little sign saying "no teleports allowed". Seemed so stupid, in her eyes. She was already across the pitch when the first girl arrived, leaning against a post and trying not to get ash from her cigarette on her coat. She nodded, cheerfully, at the first girl to complete the course.

"Morning" She said to the barbie doll. "Lovely day for a quick jog, huh?"

When Evangeline went running off for the obstacle course, Amethystia stayed with Simon, not entirely convinced he would be okay.
"Hey, Simon, are you okay? That girl was nasty, wasn't she? Here, let's get you on your feet. You poor thing, that must have been so scary." She was quite conscious of the other students staring at them, and the fact that they would be either the last or the second-to-last out on the obstacle course.
She braced her arm around Simon's back and put his arm around her waist, so that she could support his weight until he'd entirely come to.
"Simon, it's time for PE. Do you think you're up to the obstacle course, or do you want to go to the nurse's office?" She was secretly enjoying being pressed up against his side this way, but she filed the emotion away for late. Right now all she was worried about was Simon's well-being.

Truth be told, Simon hadn't gotten a good look at the girl who molested him back in the class room. While it made sense for her to be thw same girl who just raped him, it was also worring; because it meant he had a stocker, and that was bad. "I don't think I'm ready to see her again" he told Amethystia, as he dug his nose into her hair to take a large wiff, hoping that she didn't find it creepy. "The nures office sounds nice" he also wanted to touch her as long as he could

Amethystia giggled at the sensation of Simon sniffing her hair. It was quite nice. "Alright... I think it's back this way."
She noticed he kept his arm around her, even though he was pretty much supporting his own weight now.
"So... Oh, right. I don't suppose I actually ever mentioned my name. I'm Amethystia. Most people call me Amy." She giggled nervously. She leaned her head against Simon's side as they walked, only to realize they had already arrived at the office.
The secretary leaned against the counter, a very pretty young woman, looking down at them boredly. "How may I help you?" she asked, in a monotone.
Amy cleared her throat nervously. "Right. Um.. My friend just fainted, and he said he didn't feel well. Can we go in and talk to the nurse?"
The secretary smiled. "Of course. Right this way." And showed them into the nurse's office, her heels clicking on the floor.
Amy resisted the urge to laugh. The "nurse", who was actually an MD-PhD, had been her adviser when she had gotten her PhD. And the woman recognized her.
"Amethystia, is that you?"
"Yes it is, Dr. Bekkejens. Society didn't know what to do with me, so they sent me to the Academy. I'd hoped to be a teacher, but seemingly the students wouldn't know what to do, being taught by a ten-year-old."
"Oh, my dear, it's so good to see you again!" Then she noticed Simon. "Who's your friend?"
"Oh, this is my friend Simon Tepes. He's on the same schedule as me, and we're so much younger than everyone else that we're kind of just keeping each other company. An older girl was picking on him and he fainted, and I tried to catch him, but as little as I am I couldn't hold him up and I think he still hit his head on the floor, so if you could check for a concussion. I would do it, except I have no authority in this school." Her MD-PhD meant that she was as qualified as any physician, but her age meant that no one took her seriously.
"Of course, dear. Could you get me the opthalmoscope and the otoscope, please?" The girl jumped to grab them.
After a few minutes of poking and prodding Simon, the doctor nodded.
"He's fine. You two are free to go back to PE. I'd offer to let you help me, Amethystia, only, I think I'd lose my job over it."
"Alright, thank you Dr. Bekkejens." She took Simon's hand and pulled him back out of the nurse's office, out into the hallway.
"So, what now?" She giggled, looking up into his eyes.

Bella eventually macde it to the locker rooms and changed behind a curtain so nobody would see her because she didn't want to fight them off. When she cme out, she was wearing the slim fitting gym uniform only a cuter version. It was a pair of cyan booty shorts wth rainbow lace and a sakra pink T-shirt with cute ruffles at the bottom and on the sleeves and a pair of shorter socks with cyan-blue-purple-pink stripes that went only to below her knees and pink Vans. When she stepped out of the locker room, everyone stared at her cause she looked so cute and she blushed again. "Why does everyone keep staring at me" she mumbled. She looked up at the obstacle course and smiled a bit. She ad always wanted to try one but she never had so she wanted to see if she could do this one. SHe runned up to the climbing wall and grabbed onton the first handholds she saw. She had never climbed rock wall before but she had seen other people do it and wanted to. She scaled the 20 foot wall in 15 seconds and swung down on a rope and did a somersault when she landed and everyone clapped and she blushed again because she was getting so much attention. She quickly ran off to the next part of the course because she was embarrassed.

Simon was pretty suprised to find that Amethystia and the neruse knew each other, without Amethystia having been there before. He was also supprised that the nerse didn't find anything wrong with him, since you can get some really bad illness from getting raped (then again; his Incubus blood might make him imune to those. That was something he wasn't sure about). Once they were alone, Simon found hilsemf lost. He knew how to sex...but that's all he knew about when it came to girls. So when Amethystia asked him wat to do next, he had no idea "I...I don't know. All I know about girls is what to do with them in bed...so I'm lost right now"

Ame giggled, absently twining her fingers through Simon's.
"Well, the only boys I've ever been around would have gone to jail for even looking at me like that. I've not been around someone younger than eighteen since I was... five? But... I'm a little curious, as to what that's like, and that's probably the only thing that I've ever actually blocked out of my mind, because I want my first time to actually be my first, and not actually remember what it feels like without ever having done it." She giggled absently. "I'm not making any sense, am I?"
But she clarified what she'd said. "So, to put it bluntly, at risk of sounding terribly slutty. Would you like to.. maybe... um... try.. it?" She giggled and blushed furiously. "I mean, this school is an absolutely perfect place, and so there are no rules, because everything is perfect here. It would be fun." Then she shook her head. "I didn't mean fun... I just meant... Entertaining? No.. Oh, for crying out loud, I'll just shut up." She stepped closer to Simon and put her arm around his neck, then rose up on tiptoe and tentatively pressed her lips to his. She was being very gentle. Simon could pull away if he didn't like the advance, though she doubted he would.