[ For Mel and RA RP ]

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Being in school was never really that fun for anyone. But you throw in the fact of being constantly transferred from school to school, and well, it gets even less fun. But that's how things were for this particular person, who, for the moment - was sitting at the back of the class, on his laptop, playing a WOW-like game. He head shooting blue hair, tons of sharpie writing all over his arms, and had a nasty habit of covering himself completely in marker. With tons of obscene things written all over him. The kid's name was Melvin Louie-Leon Wolf, and well, no matter where he went, he was the school's badass. He moved constantly because his parents were fucking assholes, well - more so his father than his mother. He listened to music constantly, wherever he went, to try and soothe his rage and hate for the world. Nothing could really make life easier or better for the lad, so he'd pretty much given up on ever trying. Now in a new high school this year, he knew that things would probably be worse off for him, since he was a transfer student. Not that he cared. He'd grab life by the horns and force everyone to bend to his will, just like he always had.

"Class, today is the first day of the new year. There are several new students here, so I'd like to point them out, so you can all help them better adjust.... I'm going to call off their names...." The teacher was saying. Melvin totally ignored her, and only raised his hand slightly when she called his name. Everyone had done what they always had. Turned, looked, and wore some horrified or funny expression. He didn't give a shit.

Melvin continued to play his game, completely ignoring everything around him like he always had.

New year, new school... fuck this place. Was about all he thought.

[RA]

Oblivious to the entire world, to the teacher, to everything was a female sitting in the middle of the far row, closest to the windows. Head in the palm of her hand, her gaze and attention was distracted with the outside world. Her hair, long and a shade of red that seemed to just shine in the light of the sun. Her eyes a sapphire blue, with a shimmer of something different within them.

Her name had been called, once, twice, a third time before someone tossed a piece of paper at her head and she snapped back into attention to raise her hand, which was followed by the class laughing at her.

Shrugging it off and completely ignoring that fact, her attention went right back out the window.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Mel looked over at the female that people had been throwing at and smirked. He reached into his pocket and grabbed one of his many markers, and chucked it at the back of the kid's head that had thrown something at the girl. Then everyone turned around as the kid gave out a loud "OW" and the kid smirked, appreciating the stares and smirks.

"Maybe you shouldn't be such a fucking prick." He muttered, going back to his game. Melvin had a lot more going on in his head than normal kids did. But there's no use getting to that now.

[RA]

Glancing over her shoulder to the very clearly artistic student, she eyed him for a second then looked back out the window. The kid was new, so clearly he hadn't picked up that she was the odd one out at the school, then again by the looks of him he might as well have been too.

Deciding that there was entirely too much effort to be made in thinking of something that was useless or had no real meaning to it, she decided to watch the birds again and occasionally draw, barely paying attention to the lesson at hand.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

The class lesson was total bullshit. Apparently since their first hour was English and Literature, they wanted the kids to sit there writing or something. Melvin was totally not paying attention in class, which was starting to piss the teacher right the fuck off.

"Melvin, I understand you're new, but we do not play games in class." The teacher said, walking over to his side and closing his laptop. "You need to write me a story, just like the rest of the class."

Mel growled and looked up at the teacher with a scary mass of hate in his eyes. He carefully opened the computer, and then reached beneath it and pulled out a piece of paper with a fuck ton of writing on it. It was crumpled just a bit, but he handed it to the teacher, while he made sure his game was paused.

The teacher looked at the paper, and realized he'd actually done his work. She began to read it, and then frowned after she was done. "Melvin, I don't know what they taught you in your old school, but writing about mass suicide, and torching people alive with flamethrowers is not appropriate for class." She scoffed.

[RA]

RA let out a little giggle at that, hidden behind her arm and then sat upright.

"Since the assignment was a free write and you said, and I quote 'take fifteen minutes to write absolutely whatever is on your mind.' the you can't get mad at him for writing exactly what you wanted too." She said then directed her attention right back at the window.

"and what did you write about?" the teacher asked picking up her assignment and reading it, though covered in pictures of birds and feathers. "And you're torching...the school."

RA didn't move here glance.

"To the principals office, now, take this with you."she said handing it back. Taking the assignment, she stood and left the class.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Melvin couldn't help but laugh at the teacher. He ran his fingers through his shooting hair, and then grabbed another sharpie, and threw it at the teacher. He knew she'd send him to the principal, but he gave no fucks about it and just grabbed his shit, and headed out of the class. He laughed to himself under his breath, and just found a spot in the halls where no one was, and sat there, hoping no other teachers would reveal themselves.

Melvin, you need to stop getting yourself into trouble. You're never going to fit in that way. The voice in the back of his head said to him. It sounded like a female.

I don't want to fit in, you know that. I just want to get out of here.

Think of what your dad will say... or do.... if you don't stay in school this year... The voice said to him.

Mel opened his backpack and pulled out a picture. He sighed, and just sat there in the halls, staring at it. It was like he'd kept something deep inside of him forever, and had only just started dealing with it. Like he was lost, or sad, furious, and upset. About... something. He growled when he thought of his father. He fuckin hated him.

[RA]

Spending little time in the office, she left and sat outside under a tree. She was supposed to return to class, but she cared very little about actually doing that. Reaching into her backpack, she pulled a long red feather out. Sitting back against the tree, she ran her fingers along it and glanced upward.

"Suspension this time." she muttered a loud and chuckled shaking her head. "And psychic evaluation, apparently they think I have all the set up to a school shooting or something...I don't know, I'd rather just burn it down. Guns are so...impersonal."

There was a long break of silence, and she looked up again, before laughing at the silence and shaking her head.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

The next class that would start, would be an Art Class, at least for Melvin anyways. His schedule went something like this:

English (Where we write about suicide)
Art (an excuse to pain demonic pictures)
Gym (an excuse to work out)
Math (The place to fail out of)
Science (a room to make explosives)
History (where you learn bullshit no on cares about)
Final Hour (where kids do their work to avoid homework)

The kid sitting in the halls decided to get up some 35 minutes later. The bell rang and he shoved that picture into his backpack, and decided to head for the Art Class. Why not right? After all, it was a place to be creative, something that he liked quite a lot shockingly. He never got along with the teachers but at least this would be entertaining.

[RA]

RA spent the remainder of her time there, letting time pass by however slow it passed by. Yawning, she rest back and closed her eyes, thinking and dreaming of whatever she wanted to. A lighter pulled from her pocket to ignite then put out, over and over again, bored.

That was until boredom hit and she stood to wander around looking for something to do, not like she intended going to class anyway.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Mel decided to wander to Art Class. It was filled with windows and the sun poured into the room brightly annoying the piss out of every student that walked in there. The spiky-haired kid took a seat by the windows, which was the furthest back from the entire class. He was pretty much ignored in this class room, since everyone seemed to be rushing on projects to get done for the day. The project was simple, and it involved painting something that was realistic.

Glancing out the window, Mel was able to make out someone sitting under one of the trees by the school. He focused his eyes and recognized that girl from earlier, and occasionally watched her play with a lighter, while painting something. Sighing of boredom, he continued to paint, thinking of things that weren't meant to be thought of by high school kids.

[RA]

RA lit a leaf on fire, watched it burn. Then did it again. Then a couple more. Sighing, she wandered around, headed inside the feather still between her fingers. She ended up walking into a random class, then sat down beside the spikey hair fellow, the only seat available. This wasn't her class but it was also a free period, so it didn't matter.

Pulling out some paper and pencils from her backpack, she began to draw.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Melvin continued to paint, oblivious to anything until that other girl showed up right there in class with him. He wondered why he was always appearing around randomly, and just figured that she'd been in the same classes as him. He hadn't quite figured out the school system here just yet, so he just kinda went with it for the moment. After he finished his project, he slid the big cardboard poster forwards, and looked over at the girl drawing beside him.

"What are you drawing?" He wondered, his eyes scanning the class and then falling onto her hands. He watched her draw, and tried to understand the picture.

[RA]

Blinking from her daze, she looked over at him then back at her drawing. Suddenly embarrassed, she hid it away. "Nothing, I um...." she sighed. "A Phoenix, that's it." she muttered and set it back on the table.

A Phoenix circling in flames, a rough and unfinished picture sat on the once blank paper before.

"What about you? What did you paint?"

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Melvin blinked and looked away from his painting, then used the computer to cover it. It wasn't that he was embarrassed, it was more that he'd just never really talked to anyone, let alone about the things that were truly on his thoughts.

"I...uh... it sucks don't worry about it, heh. I'm not that good at all." He lied. "That's a badass phoenix though. Looks real cool and shit." He said, trying to open his computer over the poster-board. It wasn't really that easy to hide, since the board was about for times the size of the computer.

It was a photo of someone that he knew, for a while. Someone who he'd never forgotten, though she was forgotten so many years before. The kid with the shooting hair suddenly got up, and handed the project in. The teacher thanked him for handing it in, and then he sat back down beside the red-head again. He really didn't like explaining things, mostly because he didn't fucking understand the things that actually did need explanation.

"So uh, what's your next class?" He asked the girl, typing on his computer while he did so.

[RA]

She glanced at his picture from the corner of her eyes, and thanked him for the compliment of her own picture. She was silent for a moment and continued working on her picture, putting little effort into it.

"For the little fiasco back in english, I'm actually suspended for the remainder of the week." she said with a slight little shrug. She didn't feel like explaining that any more than she had to. "What about you? You're new here, I mean, so I'm just curious."

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Mel looked over at the girl, and took the headphones out of his ears, wrapped them around his Ipod, and tucked them into his shirt pocket. He thought about what to say, then curiously licked over his fangs, which had been grafted to his face. He tilted his head to one side, and watched the clock tick on by. They had like 20 minutes left before passing time to the next class. So he figured he had time to talk. Or something.

"Yeah I'm new so what. I've been new for like.... most of my life. Parents are always moving, and I never stay anywhere for too long." He replied, his long nails pulling on his hair as he played with it somewhat thoughtfully. "I don't often talk to people. Bad things happen to the ones I do talk to." He added almost in a whispered tone.

[RA]

Silent for a moment she shook her head, only thinking to herself about what to respond with. "well, life sucks, but it's those that stick with you through the worst." she shrugged and packed her stuff away.

"Anyway, my name's RA." she said. "caps...all in caps...." she finished, drawing that on the table.

"And you're...Mel, right? Sorry I was only barely paying attention in our last class."

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

"Yeah... uh... Mel. Mhm, that's what I've been going by alright." The male said, unsure of where to take the conversation. "RA hmm? Interesting. That's an Egyptian thing, one of the Godz from the great past and all that. No matter with that then. Simple enough to remember. Go figure you're painting phoenix pictures if your name's RA."

Mel was clearly not that great at this whole talking thing. He listened to what she had said about those who stuck with, and remembered a few individuals from his past that had sure tried. And all of them, were dead. Mel was pretty sure that anyone he got close to or came into contact with, would surely die, since it had happened all before.

"So RA then, what are you doing after school and all that? And if you're suspended, why are you still here? If I were kicked out, I'd just leave the school not hangout in it."

[RA]

"Heh, yea." she said to everything and nothing in particular. She thought for a moment, debating on what best to say to the last bit and sighed. Not like she was about to tell him she really had no where to go.

"Suppose you could say that and I guess I was bored, debating on where I waned to go, but you raise a good point." she collected her items and stood looking over at him. "Don't suppose you're the kind of guy to skip, are you?" she smiled lightly and shrugged then headed for the door leaving the class room.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Melvin shrugged and decided to follow her. He knew that he was probably going to get it later if his father found out that he was skipping again, but sitting there bored off his dick really wasn't his thing.

As he made his way out of the class, and slung his backpack over one shoulder, he reached into his pocket, and cracked open a familiar bottle of pills. Taking a handful, he chewed them with his fangs and swallowed them, stopping at a bubbler to drink some water. Shaking his head he growled appreciating the feeling, of everything going insane all around him. Or maybe it was just him going mentally insane, around everything.

"So where are we going anyway?" He asked, catching up to the girl that just seemed to not stay in one place long enough to question.

[RA]

To be honest, she hadn't thought that far yet. Right now, she was just walking. "not sure yet. I was just walking this way until something interests me and I decide to stop. Unless you have a better idea." she muttered looking over at him.

Her pace quickened just until they were outside the school building, where the bell the end that period rang. Having avoided the rush of students, she slowed her pace and walked at a comfortable speed heading who knew where.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Mel was strangely weirded out by this girl. She was far from normal, not even her name or the way she seemed to wander, seemed normal. But perhaps some of the best things in life were strange, out-there, or unjustified. Whatever it was, he didn't know. For now he just followed her, and pretended not to notice that he felt like he was floating the fuck out of his body.

A few moments later however, he felt as though they were being followed, and turned around. They were rather far from the school now, and had hit the fields where the treeline to the woods started. With a sign he stopped and turned back around, wondering who was there.

"Are you following me again?" He asked, quietly, but not quietly enough. There was no mistaking it, Melvin was high as the clouds that loomed over them. But still, he was sure someone was there. Least, he felt like there was.

[RA]

Stopping her stride, she turned to look back at him, confused as to what he could have meant. She said nothing however and glanced to his right, to a large tree and then up to the branches. Her eyes narrowed in thought, staring at an empty spot on an open branch. Musing at the thought in her head, she decided not the play on that particular thought and indulge in his.

"What is it?" she asked stepping up to him then looked in the direction he was looking in hopes of seeing whatever it was he thought followed them. Maybe there was something there that he could see that she could not? Maybe they weren't so entirely different, maybe it was all in their heads.

[Melvin Louie-Leon]

Melvin's eyes went wide, and he turned back to face RA. "Uh, it's nothing, nothing really." He lied again, his lying was getting more and more obvious each and every time he did it.

Melvin tried not to notice the apparition that always followed him around. He had seen her since after she had died, and he had cried at her funeral. She had appeared just beside him, and had promised that she'd always be with him, as he had always promised her when she was still alive.

It's okay Melvin, you can trust her. She's like us. Well, she's like you. The voice said in the back of his mind.

Melvin shook his head and turned away. I don't want to trust anyone. I just want you back here. I understand I can't have that, but this is tormenting me. I can't tell others about you. You know what will happen to me if I do. It will be like last time. And neither of us really enjoyed those cement walls without windows...

The male gazed at the female and then walked past her, heading for the deep woods. "Well come on, after all, isn't this where you wanted to go?" He said, almost in a grumbling tone. He closed his eyes every so often, but every time he opened them, the girl in the blue dress, with icy hair, was beside him. On his left side of him always. He swallowed hard, and tried not to think of just how much he missed her.

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