Originally posted by a1hsauce
"I dunno if i could handle it.. lots of people in high places would really hate me... I mean i might have to dig up some dirt on someone.Its alil risky dont you think"
Jem shrugged, "Yeah, but so is hanging with me..." She laughed, "Gah, I so don't feel like being in school today. What do you say to rounding up some people to ditch with us?" She grinned at him.
Originally posted by crzygrl6412
Jem shrugged, "Yeah, but so is hanging with me..." She laughed, "Gah, I so don't feel like being in school today. What do you say to rounding up some people to ditch with us?" She grinned at him.
Reality stared endlessly at the boy. She was quite shocked and taken back by the sincerity in his voice and softness of his touch. Her head was slightly cocked a little as a thin smile grew upon her face. He was very bold. Tracing the mouth of a complete stranger to wipe a tinted smear of crimson was something she had never witnessed...Let alone encounter. It made her blush, even more that he played role of a vampire to take the blood to his mouth.
His voice was smooth and seemed to be confident, but there was also something else there that Reality couldn't seem to grab hold of. But she enjoyed the sound of his voice. Soft, low, as almost close to a whisper, soft and gentle. It was rare to find a guy of his kind. She watched his lips move as the words rolled off his tongue.
Reven. She thought to herself after he had revealed his name. It was a unique name, much like her own. It was a name she didn't hear too much in the real world. She liked it. But she straightened and smiled as his next sentence rolled out.
This was the first time she had ever been treated like this, let alone had someone ever treated her. She watched carefully as sharp dagger unsheathed themselves from the side of his mouth.
Reality'z eyes widened as she saw this. Her mouth began to fall into an awe but she quickly shoved the tip of her thumb nail to her mouth to stop it. She scraped away at the nail as the shock of his teeth simmered down. This was unbelieveble, never before had she see someone so...so...interestingly unique as Reven. Yah she'd seen kids labeled as 'Goths' and halloween punks playing with the little stick in teeth, but this was real. He was real. Right there in front of her. Smiling, his hand out.
She dropped her hand from her mouth the shook his with her other hand. "Reality." She paused, smiling through the corner of her mouth. a smile that seemed to catch peoples attention. "And it's be quite a pleasure to join such a guy such as yourself, Reven."
Her eyes seemed to follow her hand to his out of habit. She was into him. Interested in him. She wanted to know more. Much more. Her eyes hooked a glance at a thin view of a pale pink makr on his wrist, where the removed glove had covered. This guy had a story and she knew it.
Reality returned her gaze to his eyes, trying to gaze ince again beyond his sunglasses into his eyes. To try and find something about him besides what she could find physically. She slowly removed her hand reluctantly and escorted him to the requested class. Keeping her word to join him. she knew the teacher wouldn't mind as long as Reality kept quiet.
he bowed his head for a moment, allowing her to escort him. Picking up her backpack as they went. Let the world think that it wished. He could see the burning question on her lips, in her eyes he could see almost feel the wish.
"I'm not used to doing this ... Reality ... perhaps soon I'll tell you more, please allow me to keep my secrets for a little longer"
yet to make up for it he turned and stopped her before entering the classroom. bringing his fingers to his lips he gently kissed them, then moved his hand to her own, gently pressing them to the soft tiers
"your name ... could not be more beauty full if sung by Seraphim ... your face not more perfect if pained by the hand of a higher being"
he smiled again, this time without fear of her dodging away and screaming freak at the top of her longues. again the sharp fangs came forward, became revealed slowly once more, this time however he didn't draw back in shame to hide them ... they were past wounds of an age he had let himself be drawn into a vampyre cult. Had drunk blood and had been drank from. Foolish mistakes which couldn't be fixed anymore, foolish little things which marked him for what he was ... another suicide
"The pleasure of you joining me ... far out ways any pleasure feel able by mortals. To walk with true beauty by my side"
he never spoke much, never had to. He always made sure to make clear what he was thinking, yet his words were never spoken uncontemplated by such they normally sounded poetic to most. Although at heart he was a poet he did not do it willingly, it was merely the way he spoke now. He knew of the punks and the 'Goths' who had to be loud to amount to anything, in the end they were skin deep and were worse then what they hated
he didn't hate the outside world, merely despised its narrow mindedness and its hand in his own life. Still he had learned not to hate them. He forced himself to turn away and open the door preparing and steeling himself for what was about to come, for what he knew would come. Glancing back to the girl behind him the smile didn't sink.
he opened the classroom door and entered slowly, all talking stopped for just an instant, all eyes fell upon him in that moment and then the world continued its own pace, recommenced its talking and forgot his presence for now. Doing break, or tomorrow morning the topic would be the goth boy and the girl which traveled with him ... he was sure of it. But then it didn't matter for now. For now he basked in the presence of said girl ... Reality .... yes this good ... this he could allow. Slowly allow her to strip away the layers of his soul till she knew him better then he knew himself, perhaps then other emotions could grow. At present she put him at ease, more then any so called friend had done before and more then his cat did at home. To most he was an enigma, the boy who lived off the inheritance of a father which had made enough money for the boy to live off
He lived in small house up a hill, alone with his cat. reading and writing otu his life. Yet this was different from the security he had forced himself into, this was purer ... these were emotions he hadn't thought he could feel ever again ... peace
Tianna left class early Gala was apologising rapidity. "And...Why do you hind them it show the rebel you are!" Gala side wiping off make up under Tianna's right eye to reveal a tattoo of a tear. Gala also wiped off the one of a sun and another tear under the sun. Tianna sighs, "Fine...Just don't ever go with him." Gala nodded.