Opposites Attract - {{PAFP Vampire Male needed, Semi Lit}}

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    ((Okay, so I'm a role player from Awesome Sauce and Chicken Smoothie, so the way I rp may be different than yours, so just bear with me. When I speak OOC, I will speak in brackets instead of OOC: words words words. It makes it look neater in my opinion. Now, on to the plot!


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    ▲ ▼ Victoria Hiddles ▲ ▼
    { Angel Crush;; --- Tagged;; No one Where;; School }


    ▲ ▼ Black combat boots clicked on dirty school tiles as Victoria Hiddles quietly walked to her locker. She kept her auburn head down, books held tightly to her chest, not wanting to draw any attention to herself. It's not that she was shy, actually, she was far from it sometimes, but she hated drawing attention to herself, one of the reasons she hadn't joined the drama club. Finally reaching her locker, she spun her combination with one hand as she held her books with the other, resting them on her hip. Once it opened, she placed her books inside, picking up her math book and placing it into her backpack which was white with black roses. Though she's quiet, her style is anything but that. She was into the alternative clothing. Beanies, studs, and black. Always something black. Today, she wore her black combat boots, black ripped jeans, a white long sleeve shirt with two skulls on it, her white beanie, and her studded accessories.


    The bell chimed loudly, making Victoria jump slightly. "Time for math." She quietly said to herself, her English accent making her words sound like velvet or chocolate melting on your tongue. With a turn of her heal, she closed her locker door and squeezed past large teenagers attempting to reach class as late as possible, which made her getting to class even harder. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she squeezed out of the mob of students in the hall and entered her maths class. She wasn't surprised when she saw that she was the first one there. Again.


    Mentre il mondo cade a pezzi
    Io compongo nuovi spazie e desideri che
    Appartengono anche a te
    Che da sempre sei per me
    L’essenziale


    ~Kade Welcsh~


    Kade was just then slamming his locker when the bell rang, and the crowd grew savage. everyone shoved others out of the way to get to class, knowing they were late. he found this pointless and inefficient, considering that they were already late, it would not matter if they got to class sooner than someone else if they were late, and also, if someone pushed you, you would likely drop your books or get hurt, which meant they would get in trouble with the hall monitors. ugh, the d@mn hall moniters were stupid. frankly, it was sad that they had so amny hall accidents that they actually needed hall monitors in high school.
    he sighed in relief once he reached the door, luckily still open, and walked into math. he had not been as fortunate yesterday, he had been knocked down by a senior, and drew blood when his head hit the lockers. he had been forced to arrive home with a concussion, of course his parents had not cared. most people had heard about it he assumed, since a cheerleader, straight-As, cheerleader, jocks-girlfriend type girl named jordan, had been helping his friend sam to the clinic at the time. he ignored the giggles as he walked in, automatically giving the teacher an excuse for his tardy out of habit, slumping in the chair and taking out his notebook, copying down what was on the board.