Thread: School is Tough (Angel + Moon Struck)

Kristen's eyes immediately flickered towards the male next to her, the golden rims around her piercing blue eyes flared, making her eyes appear more of a gold color than a blue. He was a vampire as well, well, perhaps this year wouldn't be so bad, but then again, perhaps, it would. There, he was just ignoring her, inside, she was seething, but she played it out and remained calm. She flicked her golden locks off to the side and turned her head as well, looking at the board and paying attention. She would play his game as well, then out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a slight movement and turned to see him staring at her. She looked at him, startled a bit, she was expecting him to be like the others in the room. The ones who called her freak, called her goth, and who had snickered at her as she had walked into the class. She was about to reply when a balled up piece of paper hit her on the back of the head. She glanced down at it, picked it up and unfurled it to see the word FREAK. it was written in red and all caps, as if someone were trying to scare her. She shrugged it off, balling up the paper and tossing it with ease into the paper wastebasket while Mr. Miller had his back turned, then she turned her attention back on Dane. She saw his eyes flare and heard his words as she let out a low, tempered scoff and she smirked, You think I'm afraid of you? Well I'm not, so don't try to instill fear into me, it won't work. She let out breath of air escape her red lips in a sigh as it blew up a patch of her bangs out of her face. It was a sigh, meaning that she didn't want to be hostile towards him and then she spoke again, Yes, my names Kristen, Kristen Williams, and I came to town because I...... She trailed off, trying to find a way to explain that she was running from a pack of werewolves, that she had been raised by them, but that they were planning on killing her, and that she didn't mean harm. Though, she didn't have to explain her life story to him, she didn't want to, he had no business in her life, and she was merely just seeking out refuge. Though, she knew that it was pointless, when werewolves had a scent, they never lost it. It was only a matter of time before they found her and slaughtered her, but did she really want to spend that time wallowing and moping when she could make friends with this Dane. She shrugged and decided that she didn't want to wallow and mope about her inevitable death, rather try to make friends with him while she was still well here. So she spoke up again, Look I'm sorry ok, I don't mean to sound or act hostile. Life hasn't been all too great for me and now the people here calling me a freak and goth. It gets tiring, but I came here, not to cause trouble, just to try to make a life on my own. I don't cause trouble, I hope that you don't cause trouble for me, God knows I've had far too much trouble already. So anyway, just nice to meet you Dane. Her eyes flicked back to the board and she wrote down the new equations and the new notes. Then, her eyes flicked back towards his own golden gaze, before she turned away and copied down the rest of the notes. She leaned back in her chair, able to relax now that her classwork was done as she looked back at him again.