[center][hr][h1][color=ed1c24][b]Jackson Aurum[/b][/color][/h1] [img]http://media3.giphy.com/media/BRedzNh0BwriE/giphy.gif[/img] [b][u]Time:[/u][/b] 7:35 A.M. [b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Beverly Hills High [b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Alexandros - [@Altered Tundra] [hr][/center] Jackson sat at the top of the bleachers throughout the assembly. He felt like dieing the entire time. It was so boring! Blah blah blah. School rules. Blah blah blah. Don't do this, don't do that. Blah blah blah. He felt entitled to just leaving the entire thing, if not for the fact that he was him, but that he was also a senior and an adult. You had to be pretty dumb to not know that cheating was wrong. Well in theory at least, if you don't get caught though... As the assembly began to come to a close Jackson noticed the transfer student Alexandros sitting next to Dominique and Analise. He watched for a minute noticing how close Alexandros was to the sweet blond. Prick. Once again Jackson felt that protective urge from earlier in the day surge. She could do so much better than that jock. The irony floated about his head as the thought that he was a much better candidate popped into it. Again he pushed away the thought. It was one thing that he was hitting on Analise. It was another that he was hunting in Jackson's territory. Ever since he had come to this school he had been invading more and more. And even though he would never admit it, Jackson felt threatened because he was better then him. Well at least when it came to flirting, but if he got a chance to hit him... He felt rusty, like your old phone that was being replaced by the latest model. With a slight smirk, he thought to himself that there wasn't a damn way he was going to let some idiot replace him. Shooting one last glare in Alexandros direction, Jackson stalked down the bleachers and ducked out of the assembly hall. [center][hr][h1][color=00aeef][b]Lilith Storm[/b][/color][/h1] [img]http://img12.deviantart.net/8ff0/i/2013/311/f/5/photoshoot___ginger_winter_13_by_tanuki_tinka_asai-d57qnwb.jpg[/img] [b][u]Time:[/u][/b] 7:35 A.M. [b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Beverly Hills High [b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Tristen - [@HushedWhispers][hr][/center] Sitting on the left of Tristen, Lilith almost didn't see his sister approach them and start whispering in his ear. Probably talking trash about her. And to her closest friend too. The smile that was on her face fell as thoughts about what the Queen could be saying. If she tried to start anything, Lil promised to herself she would ruin Dominique. Brains over brawn... or whatever she had. As she walked off with her little clique, Lil fiddled angrily with her earrings. Slightly distracted she pulled a little too hard causing her to flinch away from her hand and straight into Tristen. Glancing up at the cute giant next to her she muttered softly, [color=00aeef]"Sorry..."[/color] Now that she was sitting right next to him she felt incredibly awkward. Now that they were, somewhat, alone she had no idea what to say anymore. It was really her own fault. She had had a crush on him since as long as she could remember. He was so perfect, his height, the way he talked, and so smart, god damn. But of course he didn't notice her any more then a friend. Biting her lip she looked away from him quickly. Stupid awkward situations. Sitting through the assembly, Lil didn't really pay much attention. Her hands were constantly moving about her body, fiddling with this, tapping that, playing with her hair. It was almost like they had a mind of their own sometimes. Glancing up from her phone, Lil noticed that the assembly was nearly over. Turning to Tristen she hesitated before blurting out a rather blunt question, [color=00aeef]"What are you doing after this?"[/color] If he wasn't sitting right next to her she would have smacked herself in the face. Smooth as silk. She was named after a damn demon and had a incredible intelligence that never failed to bring forward the correct words, where was that sharp tongue when she needed it. Shrugging to herself, she turned quickly away again saying, [color=00aeef]"Forget it. It was stupid to ask."[/color]