Saint Poemandres Boarding School
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"...Ouch." She looked a bit concerned for a moment, tentatively drinking from her cup. She wanted to ask about the deal almost as much as she wanted to blurt out all of her own secrets, releasing them into the world to torment her no longer. But she kept her true desires hidden, as she had done for all of her life, letting them bubble a while until she could release them safely.
"What... is it like? Being dead?"
"What... is it like? Being dead?"
"Same as being alive without having to do any of those annoying things like breath, eat, feel pain, or any of that other living stuff. Unless I'm like this, then I get to have the joys of being alive again"
Nathan explained, winking at her before taking a cup of his own and filled it up with juice, taking a long drink of it
"Ahhh...thats the good stuff"
Nathan explained, winking at her before taking a cup of his own and filled it up with juice, taking a long drink of it
"Ahhh...thats the good stuff"
She blushed when he winked at her and a shiver of anticipation went up her spine. Was she... Did she...?
She realised she was starting to stare, so she moved her eyes again. "So you... what can you do alive that you can't do undead?"
She realised she was starting to stare, so she moved her eyes again. "So you... what can you do alive that you can't do undead?"
Carolina couldn?t help but catch Dillon?s contagious smile, and for the first time since being here, she felt giddy.
?Sure thing. Hmm?? she said as she over emphasized thinking, her finger tapping her chin. Her eyes scanned the crowed looking for someone who seemed interesting that they could go meet, it was a party after all. Her eyes grew wider as she noticed a Lamia, obvious by the infamous tail. She had only read about them in books and was fascinated by them. She seemed to be talking to a brown haired guy, giggling a lot. Carolina wasn?t surprised though, Lamia were known for being very flirtatious.
?How about them? They look like fun,? she asked Dillon, pointing to the pair. Without waiting for a response, she pulled her shirtsleeve over her hand and lightly dragged him to the two, weaving in and out of people?s way, only dropping his hand when she reached them.
?I?m sorry, I don?t mean to pry but you?re a Lamia aren?t you?? she asked, trying her best not to gush, she just had so many questions she wanted to ask. ?Where are my manners? I?m sorry, my name is Carolina, and this is Dillon,? she said motioning to him, blushing at seeming like such a little kid. She knew curiosity killed that cat and had a feeling she was just digging her social life a grave by acting as she was.
?Sure thing. Hmm?? she said as she over emphasized thinking, her finger tapping her chin. Her eyes scanned the crowed looking for someone who seemed interesting that they could go meet, it was a party after all. Her eyes grew wider as she noticed a Lamia, obvious by the infamous tail. She had only read about them in books and was fascinated by them. She seemed to be talking to a brown haired guy, giggling a lot. Carolina wasn?t surprised though, Lamia were known for being very flirtatious.
?How about them? They look like fun,? she asked Dillon, pointing to the pair. Without waiting for a response, she pulled her shirtsleeve over her hand and lightly dragged him to the two, weaving in and out of people?s way, only dropping his hand when she reached them.
?I?m sorry, I don?t mean to pry but you?re a Lamia aren?t you?? she asked, trying her best not to gush, she just had so many questions she wanted to ask. ?Where are my manners? I?m sorry, my name is Carolina, and this is Dillon,? she said motioning to him, blushing at seeming like such a little kid. She knew curiosity killed that cat and had a feeling she was just digging her social life a grave by acting as she was.
"He's a womanizer, that's why he wants to go out with you. Heck, if half the stories Ed was telling at lunch were true, he's either been with or been rejected by pretty much every female that would be biologically feasible with." Sven really hoped Rochelle wasn't seriously considering having anything to do with Mark.
"OK, so I've had a few women in my life. Big deal. But I will tell you one thing: they don't leave dissatisfied. So, how 'bout it?" Mark flashed a smirk that was probably supposed to be sly but ended up looking creepy.
"OK, so I've had a few women in my life. Big deal. But I will tell you one thing: they don't leave dissatisfied. So, how 'bout it?" Mark flashed a smirk that was probably supposed to be sly but ended up looking creepy.
Nathan motioned to his body
"Well, its like I've switched skins now. I can taste and touch. Actually feel things and not just get sensations. Being undead is allot safer but when I'm like this..."
He smiled and shrugged absentmindedly
"I just feel alive. Theres no other way to describe it"
"Well, its like I've switched skins now. I can taste and touch. Actually feel things and not just get sensations. Being undead is allot safer but when I'm like this..."
He smiled and shrugged absentmindedly
"I just feel alive. Theres no other way to describe it"
"You make a somewhat interesting offer, Mark," Rochelle said, "but I don't date Neanderthals. I would be more interested in a smart, fairly attractive guy who's interested in more than just my body and what he can do with it. And no offence, but I don't think you suit my criteria. So that's a no."
Sven, however... she thought to herself.
Sven, however... she thought to herself.
Mark tried to defend, "Neanderthal? Hey, I'm getting mostly A's in my classes, and..."
"Didn't Ed say you were moslty taking remedial classes?" Sven countered, earning himself an incredibly annoyed look from Mark. Sven used the opportunity to shift the conversation from Rochelle. "Say, where is Ed anyways?"
"More than likely trying to find some new drug buddies, since most of his old ones graduated last year. Oh well, more time for me to enjoy the music and 'play the field,' if you know what I mean. See ya around, Sven." Mark turned around and disappeared into the crowd near the stage.
"Didn't Ed say you were moslty taking remedial classes?" Sven countered, earning himself an incredibly annoyed look from Mark. Sven used the opportunity to shift the conversation from Rochelle. "Say, where is Ed anyways?"
"More than likely trying to find some new drug buddies, since most of his old ones graduated last year. Oh well, more time for me to enjoy the music and 'play the field,' if you know what I mean. See ya around, Sven." Mark turned around and disappeared into the crowd near the stage.
Rochelle breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad he's gone. But then, that's not really surprising," she said with a smile, looking up at Sven. "I wouldn't date Mark anyway, even if he was taking the best classes the school has to offer."
She thought for a moment, one question on her mind. She mustered her courage and asked Sven, "Have you ever considered finding yourself a girlfriend?"
She thought for a moment, one question on her mind. She mustered her courage and asked Sven, "Have you ever considered finding yourself a girlfriend?"
Sven was caught off guard by Rochelle's question. Is she being serious? How does she go from wanting Mark gone to... Oh. Sven, I know you're an idiot when it comes to love, but even you shouldn't be that thick. Sven wanted to smack himself, but didn't want Rochelle wondering why he was smacking himself. Instead, he just said, "Not at the moment. I still have some issues I need to resolve before I even think about ano... I mean, a girlfriend."
"Fair enough," Rochelle said. "One set of problems at a time, huh?" Rochelle, you stupid girl, you were far too obvious, she cursed inwardly. Now he's gonna suspect you have a crush on him.
Well, it's true, another voice said in her mind. You're attracted to Sven and you know it damn well, even though you've only known him for two days. Just tell him already.
Well, it's true, another voice said in her mind. You're attracted to Sven and you know it damn well, even though you've only known him for two days. Just tell him already.
Sven responded, "Indeed. You want to see if anybody else we know is here? I thought I saw Lillith around here somewhere." At this point, it seemed the band had just finished their setlist and was making their way off the stage, shouting thank yous to the crowd. Let's just hope the next band's worth listening to.
Lillith was getting more and more interested in the little details of Nathan now. It was strange, since before he'd just been regular Nathan. Funny Nathan, who would tell you a joke and pop off a magic trick before laughing. But now, since he'd shown up at her door, he was being... more interesting. His jocular manner didn't put her off as much as it did before, since he wasn't piling it on as much. He was Interesting, Gorgeous Nathan and he came with all of his original smart, charming funniness.
She gulped down some more drink, trying to avoid his gaze while her blush became more and more prominent. "I... uh... You mind... getting me some food? I'm gonna talk to Rochelle for a sec."
"Yeh, sure."
"Thanks," she faked a smile and then, as Nathan started to walk away, she started to slither over to where Rochelle and Sven were, letting the feigned expression slip away to one of... who the hell knows? She was feeling a whirlwind of emotion so mangled and wild that she couldn't name a single one of them.
She gulped down some more drink, trying to avoid his gaze while her blush became more and more prominent. "I... uh... You mind... getting me some food? I'm gonna talk to Rochelle for a sec."
"Yeh, sure."
"Thanks," she faked a smile and then, as Nathan started to walk away, she started to slither over to where Rochelle and Sven were, letting the feigned expression slip away to one of... who the hell knows? She was feeling a whirlwind of emotion so mangled and wild that she couldn't name a single one of them.
"Oh, hey! They finally stopped playing," Rochelle said as Lillith headed over. She smiled at the Lamia and gave a quick wave. "Hey, Lilli. How's it going?" Lillith looked a little confused about something, but Rochelle ignored it. It was probably just a little issue with something she would find an answer for.
Another band, comprised of one man and three skeletons, began to set up on stage; the dominant feature was a double-necked electric guitar.
Another band, comprised of one man and three skeletons, began to set up on stage; the dominant feature was a double-necked electric guitar.
She hardly knew what was going on, so how the hell could she tell Rochelle that? "I dunno. I was just talking with Nath and... and then we got onto the subject of his past and he was being so nice and cute and funny and then, then-he-got-his-wandandthenhetappedhisheadandhe-" She was speaking faster and faster with each word, until all that remained was a rapidly reddening snakegirl uttering gibberish.
"Wooh, calm down Lilli. No-one can understand you."
She stopped talking, nodded slightly and took a drink to calm herself down. After drinking and taking a few deep breaths, in which she let her head start to make sense of the events, she spoke. "I... It's nothing too bad... Well, not as bad as some other things but... I think..." She paused, to take another drink and try to get the words right in her head. It still wasn't making any sense to her when she said it. "I think I like Nathan... I think I like like him."
"Wooh, calm down Lilli. No-one can understand you."
She stopped talking, nodded slightly and took a drink to calm herself down. After drinking and taking a few deep breaths, in which she let her head start to make sense of the events, she spoke. "I... It's nothing too bad... Well, not as bad as some other things but... I think..." She paused, to take another drink and try to get the words right in her head. It still wasn't making any sense to her when she said it. "I think I like Nathan... I think I like like him."
A grinning Fir Bolg with a thick red beard passes between members of the audience, offering wax earplugs for the outrageous price of a pawn(or seven US dollars according to current exchange rates with the Seelie court) for those who believe they would not be able to survive the next song, performed by three black leather clad banshee, without suffering a brain hemorrhage.
Alex walked out into the crowd gathered to listen to the music. His attention was immediately drawn to the fountain with its blood. There were three other vampires drinking from it straight from the edge. "Animals. No self-restraint what so ever. Ain't that right Charles?" He opened his coat pocket to find that Charles wasn't there "Damn" he whispered to himself.
He looked back over at the fountain and noticed the three students coming towards him. Their eyes filled with a look of rage coupled with the full throngs of blood infusion. "Oh shit."
He looked back over at the fountain and noticed the three students coming towards him. Their eyes filled with a look of rage coupled with the full throngs of blood infusion. "Oh shit."
Love is in the air, everywhere I look around... Sven didn't know why that song started coming to his head immediately after Lilith mentioned like liking Nate, but considering his realization of Rochelle's crush on him, it seemed fitting. He managed to suppress the urge to sing, but a small smirk still escaped his lips. In the crowd, he could overhear yelling about buying earplugs. Where were those for the last band? he thought.
He was about to consider seeing how much the plugs would set him back when he heard his stomach growling. "Well, I'm going to go see if I can find the snack bar. See you two later," he said as he wandered off.
He was about to consider seeing how much the plugs would set him back when he heard his stomach growling. "Well, I'm going to go see if I can find the snack bar. See you two later," he said as he wandered off.
Nathan made his way towards Rochelle and Lilith, a plate of snacks in his hand, tilting his head and a playful smile grew on his lips
"I hope this form is less frightening than my true appearance"
He said to Rochelle, remembering her earlier reaction to him with the vampire incident
"I hope this form is less frightening than my true appearance"
He said to Rochelle, remembering her earlier reaction to him with the vampire incident