Secrets of a School

Second character-second year:

Spoiler

Name: Ingrid Devereux
Age(15-18): 18.
Gender: Female.
Appearance: Her hair is a much lighter blond than Luke's and her eyes are more grey then blue. Usually seen wearing a white button up shirt and jeans.
Personality: Ingrid is usually kind and caring but lately she's become withdrawn, cold and distant, although she does smile sometimes and has a fun attitude towards life.
Power strength: Smart, but still has trouble with her power. She only survived her first year because she's good at getting out of trouble....
Other: Up for love.

Lucian-first year:

I stepped off the train and looked around. Well, now what?, I thought and sighed, suddenly spotting my sister. There she was! But she was ingoring me? What the hell, sis?

I shrugged and decided to ask her about it later. I turned to head towards the school and bumped into someone.

"Sorry," I muttered, looking up but there was no one there. I frowned and looked around. "Weird."

I shook off the weird feeling that was creeping up my spine and headed for the dinning hall. That would be where everyone was.

I arrived in the dinning hall to see a black ball with wings chasing some of the others around... Huh, now that's weird. I stood there blinking at it as it flew towards me. I thought quickly about it not being real and it suddenly vanished.

I looked up to see the two older students and my sister staring at me.

"What?" I asked, shooting my sister a glare.

David:

"Hey Joe," I said while walking up to the newbies table.

"Oh, Hey David I was just telling the kids here about some of the grueling and freaky challenges and things that happen around school." He greeted me and slipped in a wink at the end.

One of my classmates, Joe, from last year was an ok guy, but I thought these new guys seemed pretty awesome. I didn't want to scare them on the first day. "Don't be fooled by Joe here he is just trying to mess with you." Joe let out a laugh and some of the others still looked uneasy. "Look it's all cool don't worry about it. Just enjoy yourselves. You haven't been here a week yet." Glancing over to the lunch line I spotted two teens who looked about seventeen g, but I could tell they weren't really sure if he wanted to come over. "I'll catch up to you guys later Im going to see what is up with them."

The girl and the boy turned around as I was walking toward them. That's when I recognized Ingrid. "Hey how are you Ing?"

"Oh, Hi David. I've been doing fine you?"

"Same now who is this?" I ask.

"That's my brother Luke; he is a first year."


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EDIT: K should be better

Did you read my last post properly?

Ingrid:

I stared at Luke. I couldn't believe it... What is with my brother? I sighed and brought my attention back to David.

"Yeah, Luke just made something that Joesph created vanish," I said and moved closer to him, ignoring my little brother. I leaned in and whispered. "Should he be able to do that yet?"

"Hey!" Luke exclaimed. "I'm right here you know!"

I closered my eyes, counting the seconds until he lost his patience and left me alone. Sure enough, a few seconds later Luke stormed off.

Thanks for saving my spot!

Spoiler

Name: Jordan “Jordy” Wolman

Age(15-18): 16 turning 17

Gender: Female

Appearance:



*More of a reddy- brown like a fox, and instead of blue eyes its a very strong hazel.

Personality: Very adventurous, Jordy loves to explore and be placed into different surroundings. She is often very mischievous and doesn’t like taking no for an answer.

Power strength: More intelligent than powerful Jordan can easily loose control of her power; wind. The only thing she can control is use the wind to make her fly otherwise the other moves she use and very unskilled.

Other: Up for love.

Jordan~

I looked around the train, I gurgled slightly from the sleep I had been induced in. Woah, how did I ever fall asleep on that thing! I had never wanted to come to this school. I'd rather have stayed at my old one, learning from the same text books each year....totally much better!

I could hear the steam coming from the train as it began to start up again. I jolted to my feet squealing, running towards hte doors I pulled my large duffel dag with me.

"Wait!" I screamed, placing my hand on the door I forced it back jumping out of the moving cart. I struck the old hard ground underneath me, groaning I turned on to my back watching the black adn white spots dance in front of me eyes.

Idiot, the clouds began to form in front of me. Big white fluffy things flating in the light blue sky. I could hear the sound of people chattering noisily, and the innocent chirps of a robin bird above my head.

"Are you okay?" I saw a figure loom over me, squinting I tried to get a better look at the person.

**Anyone can come in, or I'll just make it a teacher. I hope that's okay?

Bailey

The school was so fascinating! Bailey could barely sit still as she took in all the excitement from all the other first year students. Even when the boy called Joe started talking like he would scare us, she was still excited - though she wasn't really listening.

By the time she tuned in, he was talking about powers and challenges. Bailey hadn't heard anything about that. She turned to the person next to her, "What is he talking about? What exactly is this school?"

Then a ball of acid fell onto the table, and then started flying all over the place. Bailey ducked under the table. What the heck sort of place was this?

Haven

"Forcefield," one of Haven's new teachers instructed. He didn't give his name, but he was a tall, intimidating man. Black hair obscured his eyes from Haven's view, and he sported a dark trenchcoat.

Haven concentrated as hard as she could, trying to form a wall of protection around her.

"Forcefield!" he yelled.

Haven gritted her teeth together, putting all of her effort into creating one, measly little forcefield. She hated this. She hated everything about this place. Why couldn't she just be left alone with the things she could handle telekenetically. Why did she have to learn how to do everything else too?

"Haven!" the teacher shouted. "Show me a forcefield!"

Concentrating one last time, putting all she had into this one moment, she tried to bring up a forcefield. She let out a yell as she pushed herself to her limits. She couldn't do it, though. She collapsed to the floor, gasping for air, without so much as an inch of forcefield.

"Go to lunch," he said, pulling her up from the floor. "Come back after. We won't stop training until you can pull up a forcefield without so much as blinking."

Haven grabbed her guitar and hurried toward the lunch room. She really hated this place.

Jezabel

I change the sesnibilty of my ears as I walk to my locker to hear what is going on in a class next to my locker. Aparently, some girl can't make a force field. This is a nice opurtinity. As she leaves the classrom, I make a force-field that knocks all her books out of her hands. She scrambles to pick them up. I turn herr pencil into a snake as she goes to pick it up, and almost smile when she screams. I go over, pick up the snake, and put it on my shouldr. It would make a nice pet.

"I'll call you Apophis." I say to the snake. The girl looks at me with disgust. The snake sticks its long, forked tounge out at me. I pat its head.

"Your sick." She says.

"Oh, thank you." I reply.

"I wasn't kidding." The girls voice is bitter now.

"I know, just because you wouldn't like if someone said it to you doesn't mean it doesn't make me happy." I say with an evil grin. I pat the snakes head again, and then walk off to my next class.

Joseph

All of these newbiees were such girls! Most of them practically screamed when they saw my acid ball. If they thought that was scary, wait until they saw what else I could do!

I hadn't bothered going to my first few lessons, it was pointless if you asked me. I knew everything they were teaching, so there was hardly any point in me showing up. They always go over things on the first day back. Instead of going to my lessons, I simply stayed in my room, unpacking all of my stuff.

By the time it was lunchtime, I was actually pretty glad. I'd gotten a bit bored to be honest. As I walked into the lunch hall, I couldn't help but notice the newbiees. They were all sitting together in a huddle.

"Hey guys!" I smiled. "Having fun?"

None of them really said anything, most of them just mumbled something. I think I'd freaked them out after the acid ball thing.

I turned to one of the small girls beside me. She looked absolutely terrified. She wasn't the prettiest of all things by a long shot. I couldn't help myself.

"What's up with you?" I grinned. "Ever heard of a sun tan?!"

I laughed loudly at what I just said. The other kids just looked at me wearily, except for a few of the boys who chuckled slightly. Pfft, what a load of losers.

Jordan~

I bobbed above the ground, wind keeping my up. A man in his early fourties penciled down something on his note board. I grinned, was I doing well?

"Could you please hit those targets on the walls." He said in a very plain voice. I looked up on the wall to see small targest lined next to each other.

I frowned, I hated aiming. Letting the wind vanish underneath me I raised my arms up to stared at the wooden disks.

"And here we go!" I told myself, shooting our gusts of wind I tried to focus on the targets.

"That's two out of five..." The man began to say. I jumped into the air practically doing a victory dance.
"What are you doing?" The man snapped outraged.
"Dancing..." I said nrevously, slowly stopping.

"That was a horrible effort, why, when I was in diapers I was a better shot than you!"

Lucian:

My first few classes were a little...weird. Forcefields and meditating? Yeah, I was shocked. Groaning, I made my way back to the dining hall and slipped inside. That boy was harrasing the other kids.

Determined, I walked over to the table in time to hear his lame joke. I glared at the older boy. He had such an attitude... Sighing, I sat down beside one of the other kids. I didn't even look.... I didn't want to.

"You're a jerk," I told him and slammed my book down on the table. He abruptly stopped laughing and looked at me. I gave him a stony look. "Yeah, you're a jerk."

A few of the others chuckled or edged away from me.

"What?" he asked.

"You heard me," I snapped and turned away.

I didn't realise that he was going to do anything until I heard several people gasp and turned to find my sister standing between me and him.

Joseph

That stupid, little bastard! Who the hell did he think he was, speaking to me like that?! I was going to show him. Before I had a chance to do anything, there was some stupid girl standing between us.

"Move!" I spat at her.

"Leave it, okay Joe?" The girl said. "He's my brother, he's new here."

Never? I wouldn't have guessed. Rolling my eyes, I lifted my hands up, signaling that I wasn't going to absolutely destroy her sister. As I looked at the girl carefully, I eventually recognised her. I couldn't remember her name though, she obviously wasn't important enough.

"Yeah, you have a point mate." I shrugged. "Some people can get a bit flustered when there's a hot guy around."

The guy chuckled. "I'd rather be ugly than be a jerk,"

"I wouldn't." I laughed spitefully. "You clearly would though."

Lucian is a guy.... Ingrid even says so...

Ingrid:

"Joseph!" I snapped, angry now. "Stop picking on my brother!"

He just laughed and kept calling my brother a pansy.

I took a deep breath and tried not to get even angrier.

"Luke," I said, surprisingly calm. "Get the hell out of here. Now!"

Luke stood up and walked past me and Joe. He shot Joseph a glare.

"Jerk," Luke said and left the dining hall, followed by a couple of the other newbies.

What was wrong with Joseph? He hadn't been such a jerk last year... And my brother? Luke was starting to act weird too.

Oh yeah... sorry!
Wow. I officially feel like a prick. (:
Sorry! Too many characters!
I'll sort it out now!

Yeah... I'm a prick.

Whoa! It's Ingrid, the girl who stepped inbetween them!

And Luke is a first year while Ingrid is a second year.

I thought we didn't have classes the first day... Like get off train then go to lunch? Oh well I'll roll with it.

David:

After the first few classes of the day I was glad when lunch came. I strolled into the dinning hall a bit late. Glancing around it all looked normal till I saw Ingrid standing up over at the table where the freshies had been yesterday. My pace quickened and as I drew closer I noticed that she was standing between Joe and Luke. I could already imagine how this had happened. Joe saying something lame, annoying, scary or mean and Luke being one of the older first years had to put him in his place.

I stopped in front of their table. "What's going on here?"

"Im going to give this loser what he has coming to him." said Joe.

Quickly I glanced at Luke and saw the stubbornness in his eyes then I moved to meet Ingrid's eyes; I could tell she was worried. "Cmon dude he isnt worth your time."

I could tell Joe was thinking because about a minute later he got up and stormed off shouting "I'll see you around Luke."

I'm really sorry about all of the confusion earlier... I mixed the characters up Don't worry! I don't normally do stupid mistakes like that!

Joseph

That guy had better hoped that we'd never be in a room together, on our own. Otherwise, he could be in trouble. I had to admit though, I'd lied about him being ugly. He was pretty darn hot, to be honest. His sister wasn't too bad either, even if they were both annoying idiots.

Then again, I had been a bit hard on Luke, I suppose. He was new after all, and he did seem like an all right guy... I laughed as I realised how stupid I was being. Shaking the thought out of my head, I grabbed my guitar and began plucking. I liked the way music made me feel, it made me forget. It was as if my father didn't even exist.

I had been playing my guitar for a few minutes when I noticed someone standing in the doorway, making me jump. How long had they been standing there? When I saw who it was, I rolled my eyes.

"Please tell me this isn't your room?" Luke glared at me.

"Please tell me this ain't yours!?" I replied.

Luke continued glaring at me, unimpressed. Cursing under his breath, he dropped his bag onto the bed next to me. This was going to be a long year...