The Lost discussion

Skye walked through the unusually quiet hallways. She glanced around, on high alert. Yes, it was right before school, but there were usually others in the hallway too.

Katie walked in, her boots squeaking slightly against the linoleum. She wore a loose white tank that stopped at her waist, while the sides and back fluttered down more. Her tight jeans didn't leave much to the imagination. Her red hair was down, curling the whole way. Her satchel bag hung at her side.

Skye glanced at the girl, then looked down. She didn't want to be caught looking at anybody, she don't know who she could trust. She had on her black skinny jeans and a marvel's graphic tee. She had her naturally reddish hair up in a messy bun on the top of her head, and had a purple pre-wrap headband to hold any loose strands back out of her face.

Katie didn't want to be here. The Council had told her that this time, she'd have to be with her own kind far more often. She liked dealing with these things on he own. She didn't need some newbie messing everything up. She had pleased the Council so far and if some rookie screwed her over, she didn't care what it would cost her. She would kill them herself.

Skye headed to her locker, opening it up. It held a small photo of her family, and hidden inside her locker was a small navy switchblade. She had to be careful, she had people hunting her down and she couldn't risk being caught. Skye let out an almost inaudible sigh as her eyes hung on the picture of her family, it was taken at a time when the family seemed to be completely happy, a rare occasion. No fighting, no jealousy, just love.

Katie looked at the piece of paper in her hand that had her class schedule, locker number, and combination. She walked down the crowded hallway until she found her locker. Next to her stood a girl. She heard the girl let out a sigh as she started fumbling with her lock. "Dammit," she breathed quietly as the lock refused to open despite her attempts.

"Need help?" Skye asks, her beautiful blue eyes locking with Katie's eyes. "Spin it to the right three times and enter your first number, twice to the left then enter your second number and then turn right I'll you get to your third number and it should work." She tells Katie after pulling out her books from her locker, and closing it. "If you can't open it I can pick it for you." She says with a small smile, trying to be friendly to the new kid.

(O.o THATS EXACTLY WHAT I DO!))

Katie tried as the girl had advised. Suddenly, the lock opened with the faintest click. She opened the barren thing and stared at the emptiness inside. It would most likely stay that way until she left, maybe the occasional book thrown inside. She looked at Skye. "Thanks," she said. She never could get locks to work for her.

((Same!))

Skye nodded, "What's your first class?" She asks Katie, "I'm Skyelar, you can call me Skye. But if you want to be popular, you don't want to hang out with me." She says, almost sadly, but she was used to the isolation and wouldn't blame the girl if she didn't want to be friends with Skye.

Katie flinched inside. She had heard the name before. She always dreaded this moment, the moment she met her intended victim. The girl had seemed so nice, too. It wasn't Skye's time yet, but it would be and soon. Katie hid her thoughts as she looked up at the girl. "I have AP Chem." She bit her lip slightly. "And I don't care about being popular. Im here to be here, not be the queen." She held out a hand. "Katie."

Skye shakes Katie's hand, a small, shy smile on her face. "I have that first too, I'll lead the way." She says, her voice sounding uncaring, but a suspicion began to bubble inside of her, the girl had flinched when she heard her name, not something that normally would happen, but she brushed off the suspicion. "Let me look at your schedule and I'll see what classes we has together." She says, her voice hiding any doubt that Skye had of Katie.

((Should they have all their classes together?))

((Sure. it would make sense.))

Katie studied the girl. She seemed younger than her age for some reason. Yet her soul burned bright within her. She handed over her copy of the schedule, then let her hands hang at her sides. Skye seemed like a sweet girl

Skye looked at the schedule, a small smile flitting across her face, "It seems that we have all the same classes Katie. If you want, you can come to my house after school and I'll give you the notes you missed. We haven't done much so far since it's only the second week of school." She says to Katie, handing back Katie her schedule. She the pulled her books right to her chest as the popular people passed by, giving her nasty looks. "They're just jealous Skye, just jealous." She murmured to herself softly, it was what her father would tell her when he was still alive.

Katie felt her stomach churn with unease. She didn't normally have this issue when it came to speaking with her targets. This time was different though. She gently took back her schedule. She noticed the nasty looks the other people had given Skye, as well as the mantra the girl before her murmured. She silently flipped the bird to the kids as the walked away.

"C'mon, we don't want to be late for your first day here. And the AP Chem teacher is not a nice person." Skye says, pulling Katie behind her, her bracelets brushing Katie's skin. She looked down at the bracelets, a small sad smile on her face, "So, are you gonna come over to my house after school? If you need to ask your parents or guardians or someone I understand." She says softly, opening the door to the classroom.

Katie followed after Skye, quiet, something that wasn't very normal. Her being quiet, that is. She stopped outside the door. She processed Skye's question in her head. This girl barely knew her, yet offered the kindness of going to her home. "I don't have anyone to ask," she said

((I g2g. Me eyes are practically melting from looking at my screen. Ill be on when I can tomorrow))

((Same, I'll reply tommorow, it's like 11pm where I live and I'm really tired.))

"Oh, I'm sorry." Skye replies softly, she knew what it felt like to have no one to ask, she herself, had no one to ask. She sat down as the bell rang, motioning for Katie to sit next to her, it was the only empty seat left in the classroom. Skye pulled out her notebook, taking notes for later, and drawing in the margins.


((Should we timeskip to the end of the school day?))

((sure!))

As the final seconds of the school day ticked by, Katie felt much unease. She knew that there had to be other Lost around, yet she hadn't picked up on any signs that would indicate another Lost's presence. No recent deaths that the school was mourning, no missing teens, nothing of the sort. She didn't understand. "Perhaps the Council was wrong. Maybe they mixed up this place with another and that's where all the others are," she mused to herself. The bell rang and she piled her stack of books in her arms and slung her satchel over her body, then looked to Skye.

Skye picked up her books and notes, giving Katie a small smile. Today was a tough day for her, the other kids were being very rude and targeting the fact that she didn't have family. "Hey, let's put anything or get anything that we may need from out lockers." She says to Katie, her voice soft.

Katie nodded, but said nothing verbal wise. She walked out, white boots scuffing the floor slightly. She headed toward her locker. When she reached it, she set her books on the ground and began fiddling with her lock. She got it open on her second try. Katie pulled the door open and stared at the bare interior. The only residents in her locker were a few school books. Her hand reached up to her pendant and held it lightly in between her fingers.

Skye pulled out the last of her books and her house key. She closed her lock, and then zipped up her backpack. She pulled out her iPhone and plugged her earbuds in, and let one hang down the other in her ear. "C'mon Katie." She says, offering the girl a smile.

Katie slid her books into her locker, letting go of her pendant. She kept the ones she needed for homework and closed the rest into her scarce locker. She locked it, hearing the final click as it slid into place. She pulled her car keys out of her pocket. "To the parking lot?"

"To the parking lot." Skye says in agreement, nodding her head. She pulled out her car keys, looking at them for a moment. She shook her head slightly, but looked back up at Katie, "You can follow me to my house, my car is the green mustang." She tells her, a small proud smile on her face.

((Her car: http://fastangel.com/wp-content/uploa... ))

((sorry. was experimenting with my new water speakers....))


Kate swirled her key ring around her finger. "Sounds good," she said. She glanced at her car, a shiny black Camaro. "That one's me." She paused for a second, a small smile forming at her lips. "I don't know, though. You're car, it just might be too slow for mine."

(( her car: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Alo1TtZRHm4... ))


((also, wanna switch to the parking lot topic?))

((Sure, I'll post there))

((Sounds good))