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Spitfire, her name was renown through the whole Dreamora school, not in a good way though. Spitfire really was kind, if you took away her bi*chy attitude and all those jerks who messed with her. She never really trusted anyone anymore because of people lying and being rude to her, you said hi she said bye, and everyone knew it she wasn't the best at social situations. She was kind though, if you weren't mean to her. Her long fire-like locks cascaded down her back and her body was in complete human form like it always was around people, today she looked particularly spectacular, her hair down wearing black jeans and combat boots as well as a white tank covered by a black jacket unzipped. She held a bag at her side with her books and as she walked down to her last class boys ran by and threw a pail of water over her head, laughing and high-fiving before snickering "whoops thought you had a fire on your head" then ran away. It was never a good line when they did that but it always made everyone laugh.
A figure seemed to be watching the incident, though they made no attempt to do anything. The figure's hands were crossed of his chest, his eyes flickering back and forth between the students and the now soaked girl. He had to admit, the other guys seemed to have the balls to actually do this to her. Then again, people seemed to be idiots around here.
The figure finally stood up from the wall and walked over to her, his hands swinging at his side. "I'm surprised you haven't killed 'em yet," he said easily, glancing behind him and jutting a thumb towards the boys. "I'm kind of impressed you have the patience to stand them," he continued, glancing back at Spitfire.
"Ive been debating for a very long time but if i do i get expelled so fu*k it" she said then covered her mouth and looked up to him. Her eyes were dazzling, an iridescent purple with golden flecks, "sorry, ill be going now" she said then removed her jacket as she walked away, wings of fire tattooed to her back, ironic really.
"Ive been debating for a very long time but if i do i get expelled so fu*k it" she said then covered her mouth and looked up to him. Her eyes were dazzling, an iridescent purple with golden flecks, "sorry, ill be going now" she said then removed her jacket as she walked away, wings of fire tattooed to her back, ironic really.
The figure let out a snort at her response, laughter dancing in his red eyes. "Well, at least you would go out with a bang," he replied, shoving his hands into his pant's pockets. Though as he saw her turn around and walk away, he called out, "Aw, come on. You can't be bored of me that quickly; I'm not that dull, am I?"
She turned to face him "not boring but also not able to trust, your all the same, pity then love then heart break and its all a joke to you, nothing matters, and there are plenty of ways to go out with a big...fu*kong...bang" she said then disappeared in a flash of light, reappearing behind him "though it doesn't matter, you could have the best entrance, or exit but what happens after that huh?" She asked then slipped away into the throng of high schoolers.
The figure stood there for a moment and shook his head, a smirk on his face. "What a silly child, interesting, though still weird," he chuckled to himself, turning on his heels and walking down the hallways, not particularly knowing where he would go. There was still last period to go to, though he didn't really know if he should put himself through the retched thing.
After school was out she made her way to her locker, grabbing what she needed before looking into the darkened abyss, shutting her locker she read the word spray painted across it and chuckled.
When the bell had finally rung, he let out a sigh, stretching in his chair, letting out a relaxed sigh. He got up from his desk and slowly walked out of the room, scratching the back of his head, his left hand shoved in his pocket. It had been extremely boring, no surprise there; he had never understood why they were here in the first place, if the humans hadn't appreciated them or their existence, why did the "oddities" have to leave? They could easily crush the humans, so why hadn't anyone done that?
The figure let out a huff, as he walked down the hallway, winding his way through the many people who were starting to head back to their dorm or wherever they were heading to. A familiar red-head caught his attention and he headed over towards her. He leaned against the locker and propped a foot up, as he stared up at the ceiling. "Fancy meeting you here," he said, a lazy grin winding up his face.
She rolled her eyes "what are you stalking me now?" She snidely said then forced her books into her bag. She looked at him with a bored expression, her hair only damp now.
"Oh please, don't flatter yourself," he replied, his grin growing wider, showing his bright white teeth. "If I was stalking you, I think I would do a lot better to let you slip away from me," he continued, the ceiling holding great interest to him.
"You know, it's not nice to leave someone to just stand there alone at the lockers," he called to her back, finally glancing down from the ceiling. "Though maybe I'm wrong; being around people is kind of exhausting, isn't it?" he continued to call, stretching as he did so.
"Oh, is that an invitation to follow you? My, that sentence must come rarely from your mouth," he replied, slowly standing up, the grin never wavering from his face. "I guess I should accept it, before you take it back," he finally said, walking over to her, "no gentleman says no to a lady's invitation." His voice held a note of certainty, like this had been a regular case for him.
He let out a snicker, putting his hands behind his head as he followed her. "Dully noted, though that's a lot of pressure you're putting on someone," he replied, "I'll be sure to try my best not to screw up, though no promises."
"I'll try to not be one," he drawled, looking like he was truly enjoying this. It had been too long since he had had a conversation that kept his interest for more than a couple of seconds. Hopefully it would for a while; he was tired of being bored. "So, where are we headed to? I'd rather know now, then know later I wound myself up in some elaborate plan."