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Fernwood Academy - Penguin & Potter

Shay

Shay excitedly pulled her purse over her shoulder and cleaned up her room. She hated coming back to a messy dorm. If anything bothered her, it was clutter. Most people thought she was a slob but it was the opposite. She may have acted off now and then (or most of the time), but she tended to be neat. The party tonight was going to be a blast. Mike was going along with most of their grade and the senior year. Even Jason was coming. She was so excited. The parties were so much fun and she looked forward to them. She turned to her iPod which had been blasting music while she readied herself. She bit her lip and wondered if she looked ready enough. She paused and evaluated herself.

A dark curly mane trailed along her back and over her shoulders.It was styled with the notion of mimicking ocean waves. Winged eyeliner, along with blue eye shadow were prominent in her face. She had on dark red lipstick with silver hooped earrings. Her nails were painted red to match her lipstick. She wore a lacy black bodysuit with an open back and high waisted shorts. Underneath were mesh leggings. She grabbed her combat boots and then slipped her leather jacket on. It was her signature.

The voices of Rose, Alex, and Jason filed her ears and she felt her heart flutter. She hadn't seen Rose, Jason, or Ariana all day as a result of having AP classes. The classes were dreadful; the homework list was three times the normal amount in regular classes. She had begged Alcina to help her and offered to pay for all her lunches and also shop with her to help her buy clothes. She quickly left her room and shut the door behind her.

Moments later, she had joined the others and smirked as she leaned against the doorway. "Wow Jason already flirting with Alex? Isn't it a little soon? I mean you haven't even left our dorm yet." She came over to Alex and pulled him into a loving embrace. God, she wanted to spend eternity with him. It was so rare to find someone this young as a teenager. She knew she would rather be tortured a thousand years than to ever have anything happen to him. She wasn't aware how realistic that was going to be within the next year. "How's my boobear doing?" She glanced at his outfit and blushed redder than her lipstick and nails. If he looked handsomer earlier, it was nothing compared to now. She rested her head against his shoulder and stared up at him. I love you, she thought to him, you look amazing.

James cleared his throat as he came in with his hands in his pockets. His brown hair was smoothed back and spiked at the top. He wore an expensive pair of designer jeans with black boots. He wasn't sure how to dress, so he'd pulled out his nicer clothes. He was shuffling his weight from one foot to the next. He was shaking inside, his throat dry. By now, he must have drank three water bottles. Jason was going to find his room to be messy and disorganized as he scrambled for coping mechanisms. James glanced at his brother as he thought it. His twin was always the more social one. He tended to be more shy and wasn't socializing with many of the students. For the most part he stuck with Rose and Jason.

Then he looked over to Alex and Shay, then finally to Rose. His jaw dropped as he stared at her transformation from earlier. Her beauty never seemed to change. She could only become more and more gorgeous- which he already thought was impossible. He swallowed hard. He had to try having fun for her. He forced a smile for her sake and hastily marched across the room to her. "Rose you look amazing... Wow... I didn't know you could be anymore gorgeous then you already are." He hugged her tightly and took deep breathes. Maybe it would be okay. Rose and Jason were both here.

Shay snickered, not taking her gaze off of Alex. James continued to hug Rose and glance at everyone. She noticed his pupils were dilated and he kept clenching his fists. What was wrong with him? The kid needed to reflex. She felt sorry for him nonetheless. She bit her lip and looked at him gently. "Rose and I tend to be the life of the party. I hope you'll have fun." Then she added, "Are we ready now? And did you hear that Ariana and Alcina were invited to some special academic award dinner? Weird.." She shrugged and excitedly headed to the door. "I think if I were ever invited to one, that it would have to be national news." She laughed and waited for Alex and the others to catch up.

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Ariana

Ariana sat on the couch in the living room of the dorm. She had her head resting over the arm rest and was watching TV. Gilmore Girls was playing. She loved this show so much. It was so cute. Before that, she had been binging on Boy Meets World. After she had taken her Xanax pill, she had managed to relax. Her anxiety had decreased and she felt loose. Hopefully Alcina wouldn't know. She was keeping them hidden in her dufflebag under her bed. She had hung out with Riley all day today since their schedules were identical. It was weird to her, but perhaps it was a mistake. The only class he wasn't in was her healing one since he didn't ave that power. Her heart ached just thinking of him. She was so used to him being around her that not being by him felt unusual.

She reached over and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the coffee table in front of her and groaned when the bowl toppled to the floor. "Son of a gun," She groaned and sat up and moved onto the floor to clean it up. After tossing out he small pieces and regathering herself a snack, she sat back on the couch. Ariana curled up on the couch and rested her head against a pillow. She pulled the table closer to herself this time and ate her nutella and grape jam sandwich. She had cut a banana and set thin slices on it. She was halfway done when Alcina came over to her. She smiled up at her twin. "Hey, do you want to watch Gilmore with me?"

Ariana frowned when Alcina told the news. Her stomach swooped though with excitement. Academic awards? She had qualified for that? She grinned, sat up, and then paused the show. "You mean both of us, right? Me too?" Ariana crossed over to her and took the envelope. After reading it, she stared with wide eyes and stared at her. "Holy crap, I was invited. This is great!" She nodded hastily though her gut was telling her otherwise. "It's weird though why is it today and we weren't told sooner?" Ariana bit her lip and looked at her nervously, awaiting her sister's opinion.

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Name: Willow Goldstein

Age: 20. Birthday is in a few weeks.

Gender: Female

Religion: Prefers not to be involved in religion

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Martial arts assistant teacher

Abilities:

• Martial Artist
• Tea
• Reading
• Skilled climber
• Decent cook
• Willow is strong

Faults:

• Cameron, her older brother. She loves him more than anything.
• Skilled liar and manipulative
• Rule-breaker and rebel
• Sneaks out
• Social drinker
• Eavesdropper.

Power: Pyrokinesis

Personality: When people tend to think Willow isn't listening, she is calculating. She will watch and evaluate from afar and consider risks/benefits of her actions. Her kindness goes around to all, but will pull it back if she senses danger/deceit. Her trustworthy nature will draw others in; this is something she will use against others if she feels the person has ill-wishes. Willow is normally logical; though,she is emotional when it comes to her loved ones. She is not the most forgiving and does not forget either. She is ambitious and will not quit until reaching her end goal. Deep down, she is sweet, protective, and patient to those she loves. Her exterior shell is rather unfriendly as a result of being reserved.

History: Willow grew up with a rich family on the upper east-side of Manhattan. She was able to have anything she wanted but never took advantage of it. Instead, she would give to people in need and help them when necessary. She excelled and challenged herself in school and took a particular interest in science. If she wasn't studying for school, she was practicing martial arts. Willow dedicated herself to learning how to defend herself, and also stood up to bullies. She would defend the kids who weren't able to defend themselves This often got her in trouble at school and suspended a few times. She was never expelled, though, once she came close.

When their parents were killed in the car accident, Willow closed herself off from the world. Her brother, Cameron, was able to help bring her back out. After moving to their aunt's in Atlanta, she began to grow out of her old shell; though she never returned to her full self. She became colder when her aunt died and has become overprotective of her older brother and aggressive over keeping him safe and well. She also began to socially drink to help ease her emotions up since she became less tolerable for socialization. Now as a result of being alone with her brother, Willow focuses hard on being successful and maintaining life.

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Willow Goldstein

Name: Willow Goldstein

Age: 20. Birthday is in a few weeks.

Gender: Female

Religion: Prefers not to be involved in religion

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Martial arts assistant teacher

Abilities:

• Martial Artist
• Tea
• Reading
• Skilled climber
• Decent cook
• Willow is strong

Faults:

• Cameron, her older brother. She loves him more than anything.
• Skilled liar and manipulative
• Rule-breaker and rebel
• Sneaks out
• Social drinker
• Eavesdropper.

Power: Pyrokinesis

Personality: When people tend to think Willow isn't listening, she is calculating. She will watch and evaluate from afar and consider risks/benefits of her actions. Her kindness goes around to all, but will pull it back if she senses danger/deceit. Her trustworthy nature will draw others in; this is something she will use against others if she feels the person has ill-wishes. Willow is normally logical; though,she is emotional when it comes to her loved ones. She is not the most forgiving and does not forget either. She is ambitious and will not quit until reaching her end goal. Deep down, she is sweet, protective, and patient to those she loves. Her exterior shell is rather unfriendly as a result of being reserved.

History: Willow grew up with a rich family on the upper east-side of Manhattan. She was able to have anything she wanted but never took advantage of it. Instead, she would give to people in need and help them when necessary. She excelled and challenged herself in school and took a particular interest in science. If she wasn't studying for school, she was practicing martial arts. Willow dedicated herself to learning how to defend herself, and also stood up to bullies. She would defend the kids who weren't able to defend themselves This often got her in trouble at school and suspended a few times. She was never expelled, though, once she came close.

When their parents were killed in the car accident, Willow closed herself off from the world. Her brother, Cameron, was able to help bring her back out. After moving to their aunt's in Atlanta, she began to grow out of her old shell; though she never returned to her full self. She became colder when her aunt died and has become overprotective of her older brother and aggressive over keeping him safe and well. She also began to socially drink to help ease her emotions up since she became less tolerable for socialization. Now as a result of being alone with her brother, Willow focuses hard on being successful and maintaining life.

Fernwood Academy - Penguin & Potter

James

James watched Rose's reaction and sighed. He hadn't meant to intentionally scare her, but help her understand. At least she had allowed herself to show fear. He was thankful she know understood it. He hugged her close and kissed her head. He couldn't imagine those freaks of nature touching her or anyone else in the group for that matter. He rubbed her arm gently with his and looked at his twin. He was thankful that Jason's had been tangled in this mess like he had been; at least, not in the same way. He was glad he was here to help the others because nobody but them in the group understood the true terror lurking.

"Sounds good," he replied to Jason and kissed Rose's head gently. "Let's go to the cafeteria. I wonder if Shay and Ale went - I think I saw them go - but I don't remember seeing Aly or Ariana." At the mention of the last one, he glanced sideways at Jason. He knew how much he liked her and wanted to be with her. Perhaps he'd get his chance with Riley hanging out with the superior. It was sad to say though; he knew that it shouldn't be that way. He had to help that boy out of it before it was too late. Perhaps it already was too late. He felt so sorry for him and knew he had to be there to help Riley because the power was too much to bear alone. That much James knew and understood in ways nobody else could unless they had it on them.

He sighed and began to lead Rose and Jason to the cafeteria while keeping a firm grip around her shoulders protectively. He felt so on edge that he could just scream.

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Ariana

"I can help you make it." Ariana replied after Alcina offered to make breakfast. She sat down in a chair and sighed. She wanted to spend as much time as she could with her twin but also Riley. She couldn't imagine being without him. Beside her twin, eh was her best-friend. People had made jokes that they'd get married and even asked them when they would. The tow would brush the jokes off, but deep down, she had started to wonder too. Still she had never wanted to ruin the friendship. Riley was an intricate part of her life she wouldn't risk losing. She would prefer a hundred years of torture over losing Aly or him. The two were important to her.

Her muscles tensed and her throat felt tight. She gritted her teeth and looked at her clammy hands. She quickly set a hand on her chest and felt her racing heart. It felt as if someone were sitting on it. Her breathes came quick and unevenly, and the room began to blur around her. The sheer idea of losing Aly or Riley was setting her off and she couldn't stand it anymore. What would she do? Was Riley hanging out with criminals? Were they... No, no, way, superior were gone... But then who were they? Ariana knelt down to her dufflebg (which had been transferred to their rooms) and pulled out a small box form the inside pocket. She quickly took a Xanax pill out of it and quickly swallowed it whole. Then, she hid it again safely, and zipped it shut once more.

She stood up and quickly joined Alcina in the kitchen. "What are we making?" she asked innocently as if nothing had happened but there was no fooling Alcina. Ariana had been trying to quit taking the medication lately, but kept relapsing and taking it. She wouldn't look at her twin as she began to prep for whatever they were going to cook for breakfast. They were independent than most teenagers, as a result of their aunt and uncle rarely caring to do anything for them. They housed them and provided food but that was s far as it went. She had no idea why their aunt and uncle hated them so much, but understood they weren't the parenting type. She gritted her teeth has her hands shook and quickly gripped the counter to stop them. She hoped Aly didn't bring up the topic because she wasn't certain if she could handle it.

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Scarlett

Scarlett's vision blurred as the group conversed among one another. Her gaze locked ahead of her, though she wasn't seeing anything in particular. Though Toby entered, Scarlett had not reacted. Her body was tense as it normally was during a vision. In her mind's eye, she saw the a faint outline of the throne room at Victor's castle; or rather, King Victor, if she cared to be technical. The blurry outline showed two females, but she couldn't tell their age. She squinted, trying to make it out. Faint visible traces of someone short and the other female, taller, were there. A man's frame was seen beside the taller girl. Her head throbbed as she focused harder. There was a boy beside the girl. It looked like James Salvatore. Distant voices filled the room then a repetitive wailing of someone else. She could have groaned. The same vision kept coming, but this time, it had more information. It kept coming in pieces since it wasn't setup completely. She hated when she had half-visions, as she called them.

A flash of light and Scarlett was in another vision. This time, it was clearer. She squinted once more, not realizing she hadn't blinked in ten minutes. A short red-haired girl with a fiery mane was speaking before the people on TV. She inhaled, blinking in shock. What was Cassidy doing here? She wasn't involved... Unless - the previous vision. had aligned with him - but she wasn't certain how yet. Scarlett went to explore the vision more. but a pounding fist broke her concentration. Quick, heated conversations followed, and she blinked rapidly to see it was Dalton. She looked around and saw Riley's name written in Jessie's paper. She flinched and looked u pat him.

"Dalton," she hopped up, blinking still. Her visions when they were strong, baffled her senses. She felt overwhelmed and shakily ran after Dalton. Once he was in the hall, she joined him and took his arm, blinking again. "Dalton, no, wait. We noted he's been put on the power and that it's going to make him be different. We don't want to hurt him or anything. We want to help him. If anything, he'd be put in the superior hunter base cell so we could work him off the power."

She paused, letting him take it in then took his hands and gently squeezed them. "I'm going to be here for you, Dalton, regardless if you like me or not. I won't let anyone hurt your brother. I promise on it. I'll be guarding him from afar and up close. I won't let anyone, at all, hurt Riley. I feel terrible he's in the predicament he's in and I will do everything I can to get him off the power. Okay?" She hugged him tight without waiting and stared at him intently. "You might want to keep an eye on him like I will be with my visions.

Dalton stared at her, his anger diminishing a bit before murmuring a thank you and walking away rather hastily.

Among Us - Potter and Penguin

Kate

September 9th - 12:30am

Throughout the exchange, Kate had been silent. She was trying to process it and not let her temper out. It was hard, though; seeing her boyfriend distraught. He was Innocent, sweet, and kind; he always was a gentlemen and cared for others. He was one of the sweetest people. She had been drawn to his sweetness and he had eventually captivated her. Why did it have to be him? She sighed in frustration and ran a hand through her tousled pixie. At least he had Xander and her to help him and wasn't on his own. The thought struck agonizing pain throughout her. It was unbearable to imagine it.

When they mentioned drinking human blood, Kate had stiffened. It was a dark secret she kept between Xander, her, and of course, Lee's vampires. Still, though it pained her, she reminded herself she hadn't been herself. She had been starved for how long when they found her? Nonetheless, she argued with herself mentally that she should have been better. The other side, mainly Xander's faith, conflicted her by reminding her that it wasn't her fault. Her brother's faith was important to her. Thinking of him, she reached into her pocket inconspicuously and turned her location on for him to track. The memory distracted her from the conversation and when she turned, Zane was staring at her. She felt guilty for missing it.

If her heart beat, it would have stopped. The look in his eyes saddened her more than anything right now. He was so scared and traumatized. Kate pulled him to her side protectively. She carefully took a flask out of her pocket and slide it into his hand secretly. It was labeled "Pig's blood" on it. It was better than forcing him to drink human blood. She pulled him into a tight hug and turned to glare at Micah.

"You could try being sympathetic you bastard. You put him in this situation and maybe you're emotionless because you're a rich jackass, but this is new to him and he's scared as hell. Don't be a jerk to him and stop judging him. It's going to take him some time. Let him chose what blood he wants. Besides, I won't let him starve." Kate glared at him and looked at the spaghetti. As delicious as it smelled, she didn't want to eat it in front of Zane. How would he judge her? "For God sakes," she muttered to herself and pushed the bowl away from herself.

She stood up and gripped the table with white fists which were clenched from fury. "You shouldn't have taken this poor boy out of his birthday party of all days, even at all, and killed him. You need to quit acting like humans are indispensable toys for us.They're not and while we are considered predators, they still have family and friends and people who care and love them. If you had killed Zane permanently, you'd have upset various of people but I suppose you don't care about that, do you, Rich Boy?"

She banged her fist on the table with aggravation. Part of her temper flaring now was how similar the mansion looked to Lee's castle.The flashbacks whirling through her mind was enough to drive her up a wall. She was trying so hard not to lash out and attack him. Kate knew they were outnumbered and she wanted nothing more than to leave. She wanted to take Zane back to her place and cuddle him all night and watch movies with him to cheer him up.

"I thank you for saving us, but I'm not thrilled with you at all and it's taking everything not to rip your goddamn throat out. How much longer do we have to stay in your mansion? Cause I'd like to leave and I'm sure he would too. Or, - the earliest, - if we can't leave, and if not, let us have some privacy in another room without one of you hundred vampire buddies nearby."

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Fiona

September 10th - 8:15 am

You can do it this year kiddo, I love you. Try to make some friends, okay? What aobut that Violet girl? She seems nice, right? Fifi - you're an amazing, strong and kind girl - I know you can do it. I'm so happy you have Micah. I love you two together. Remember, if you text, don't get caught. You usually don't, though, you're so sneaky. I love you, Fiona, have a great day! I'll see you after work. I'll bring home Olive Garden!"

The string of sentences her mother had told her that morning raced through her mind. She missed her already. Despite loving to learn, Fiona couldn't find it in her soul to be excited for the start of the year. She wasn't a fan of her classes - psychics- and more importantly, Micah wasn't here. She felt lonely without him by her side. She rubbed her temple as it a dull ache began. She knew she had to find more friends; yet her mother's reminder only intensified her tension. How could she when she didn't follow fashion, didn't care if Bonnie kissed Mike or Paul, and wasn't interested in knowing every little detail of Hanna's summer? Who cared who had done one another over the break? The popular girls lives were the gossip of the school. She couldn't understand why anyone would want that attention. And what did it matter? It wasn't as if colleges or employers were going hire someone based on their high school popularity.

Still, she tried to improve herself over the summer to be more likable. She started watching more sports beside dancing, the Chicago Bulls and LA Lakers. Her wardrobe had become slightly more chic, though Fiona refused to wear anything lacy. Furthermore, she had tried to learn more makeup tricks though it wasn't something she enjoyed wearing; eye makeup and lip gloss was it for her. Fiona bit her lip, thinking, and finally decided to possibly make an effort this year. The vampire hunter group, despite her mother's warning, was filled with nice people. Violet always seemed nice, and Holly was friendly to a point. Or, at least, it seemed that way during school. Who knew what their real personalities were anyways. The uneasiness of each situation and advice in her mind caused her stomach to tighten.

With a sigh, glanced at the parking lot. She wished she could run back to her mother's car and not enter this place. Unfortunately, her mother had already left. Fiona sadly entered the school, her bushy mane covering most of her expression. She sighed as she passed through the halls. Students ignored the cafeteria gathering and leaned against lockers, texting or talking to people. Fiona kept her head down and finally arrived in the cafeteria. As usual it was crowded and hustling with already-exhausted mods trying to stop students from texting. She sighed and looked around for an empty table. There was one and a red-haired girl sat there. People were glancing at her and whispering under their breathes. Fiona sighed, seeing the gossip spreading. She knew she didn't want to sit anywhere else. Talking to people here was impossible, but this girl was new, at least. Perhaps she could be her friend.

Fiona headed towards the table and sat down beside the girl. Thankfully the girl was texting or doing something in her phone - the girl was buried in it. Fiona wondered if she'd ever come up for oxygen. Fiona slung her Under Amour backpack on the chair beside her and glanced over at her. The girl had such blue eyes that Fiona thought they were glowing. She stared at her and then quickly said: "I know it's early so I won't bother you too much but I wanted to introduce myself. I'm Fiona, and it's nice to meet you." Then, she looked away as her shoulders tensed.

Fiona coughed into her arm and glanced around at the clock. It was almost 8:30. Classes started soon. Their schedules had been emailed to them already so nobody had to deal with it on the first day. Fiona sighed and took her schedule out of her backpack's front pocket and glimpsed at it. "Shit," she murmured under her breathe and groaned. Trig was first. Screw her life. After that, psychics, and then Honors English. She tossed it into her backpack unceremoniously and zipped it shut.

"Fiona," A mod named Carol came over to her, arms folded. God bless it, she thought and glanced up. "There aren't any hats allowed inside. Surely you must've learned that over the past eleven years."

Fiona stared at her, eyes narrowing. "Surely you must have realized that nobody actually cares about the rules, much less a hat."

"Take it off or I'm sending you to the principal's office." Her voice turned to ice. Fiona glanced around self consciously. People were again, staring. She sighed. It was to early to argue with this old bat. Truthfully, she found no reason it was offensive. The classes hadn't even started. She took it off and set it on the chair beside her backpack.

A delicate smile curved her full, light pink lips. "There we go. Problem solved, right, Carol?" Her tone had changed into sugar and she wondered if the woman would take the bait and go off or drop the subject. Classes hadn't begun and nobody else had cared.

"It's Mrs. Green to you." She quipped and then disappeared to go harass other students. Fiona waited until she was out of view and across the cafeteria to sling it back on. There were more important things these people needed to focus on instead of a hat. Besides, school ahdn't begun yet. Goodness.

"Mrs. Bitch more like it," She muttered to herself and glanced over at the girl beside her. "Sorry." She smirked despite it and pulled her backpack over to lean her face against it. Her arms wrapped around it in front of her and she ignored the noise from everyone else.

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