♠♥ Night World ♥ ♠ discussion

OK, yeah, this is just really tangent-y. Have fun!

XD

lol

hee hee, so just be random? wanna start?

Yeah, I'll post my mini character profile.

Keira
Black hair, green eyes.
Sophomore
13 years old

smart person, im sure...

amy
dark blond curls, ocean-blue eyes. tall
junior
15

I was going to my locker when Liam shut it.
I went right up to him. "What are you doing?" I demanded.
He blushed then stuttered, "N-nothing," before crashing into the girl behind him.

((first person? okay...))

i heard arguing right next to my locker, knowing that if i had any common sense that i would move, but i had to get my things or get my locker shut on me. and i chose the former. but, i still got hit, and stumbled back a few steps, fumbling with the lock. "crap," i hissed under my breath, giving them a sharp look. i had to start all over now.

(ur really smart!)

I gave Liam an accusing look before going to my homeroom. I gave the girl he hit a smile. Later, after I saw the girl in my homeroom.
I went up to her. "Hey, I'm Keira. What's your name?"

((huh? me? what gave you that idea?? lolz.))

i looked up from my notebook, where i was scribbling some nonsense down in my clumsy scrawl that no one oculd read but me. "huh? oh, hi. im amy."

(lol)

I gave her a nod. "Are you new?" I asked her.

((hee hee))

i wrinkled my nose in discomfort. "kinda yeah. is it that obvious?"

I grin. "Not really, don't worry."
"What's your first period class?" I ask her.

i think a bit, trying to remember. "AP english," i answer, rolling my eyes.

"Mrs. Adams?" I ask. "In room C123?"

i made a general 'i have no clue gesture'. "i think?"

"Can I see your schedule?" I ask politely.

"uhm..." i stall, flipping through the notebook in front of me, trying to find the folded up piece of paper i had randomly stuck in there this morning. it fluttered to the floor and i reached down to get it.

"Cool," I murmured. "I have lunch and Science with you. And you have Mrs. Dantes for english. Ah, well." I gave her back her schedule and then the bell rang.

"oh, thanks." i replied quietly, standing.

"Hah. Well, anyways, sorry for my friend Liam bumping into you. If you'd like me to show you around, I'd be happy to." I told her.

i shrugged, not minding being run over a few times. it happened a lot. "will you? thanks."

"Alright. Well, Mrs. Valento is here, our homeroom teacher, so I'd better go back to my seat. What language are you taking? On our schedules it just said foreign language."

i shrugged vaguely, having no idea. "i wanted italian, but i dont know."

((wait, isnt it the end of the day?))

(i thought it was in the morning, that's why i asked to show her around)

I gave her a nod. "There's Italian, French, Spanish, Russian, German, Japanese, Arabic, and Chinese. Oh, and there's Latin. How many languages are you going to take? The rule here is that you can take as many as you can get into your schedule."

((oh, okay. cuz i thought... well, nevermind what i thought. i was just confused. thanx))

i could feel my eyes widen. "wow, really?"

(hah, it's ok)

"Yep. I have a friend who's taking four. She had to quit Orchestra, Art, and Journalism for it. But she loves it." I said.

i grin. "i bet..."

I laugh. "Yeah. So what are you taking?"

"well, i already know latin and german, so im going to try to fit italian, french, and russian in there somewhere..."

I laugh again. "I know what you mean! I already know Chinese, Spanish and German...I moved around a lot. I'm taking Latin and French. But hey, it'll be really cool if you were in my French class!"
I look at her sheepishly. "I forgot your schedule already."

i laugh lightly. "so did i...."

I smile. "Well, anyway, see you around." I told her as I went to my seat.

i nod once, smiling slightly, then go back to staring at a blank page of my notebook.

All of a sudden, a couple of voices were heard outside the room. Mrs. Valento rushed outside.
A couple of students followed her.
"On the first day," she kept muttering as she called the office.
"Yes?"
"Mike Derssaes and Endon Walker are fighting again," she complained.
"Be right there," the P.A. system lady said.
I caught Amy's eye. "Yeah, this happens a lot," I told her when she looked confused.

i shook my head a bit. "okay, i think."

I nod. "Okay."

(er, were like getting nowhere.)

((yeah, sorry...))

i shrug vaguely, no idea what was going on really, and start writing again.

(lol, it's ok, I have to go anyway. ttyl.)

((oh, okay byeas))

ok, back

"Wanna check it out?" I asked her, smirking.

i tilted my head. "sure," i said, but it sounded like a question.

I walked outside and Amy followed. Then, someone threw a punch quite close to our heads.

i took an automatic step back, only to run into someone else i didnt know.

"Move!" Mike shouted at her, angry. I automatically tripped him as he walked by to throw another punch at Endon.

i shook my head in bewilderment. people were so mean when they were angry, i had come to notice.

Mike felt flat on his face. Mrs. Valento finally got the crowd and fight settled. I looked over at Amy; her face was in confused sympathy.

i shrugged slightly. "karma," i murmured to myself.

I looked at her confused. "Karma?"

i nodded, grinning. "Happens to everyone, right?"