Posts by CrazyWriter14

((I understand. I hope things get better for you as soon as it can. ))

Quickly I moved in my usual spot in the back, thoughts very disorganized for even me. I could hear the other girls chatting about the new exchange student as if he was the new thing. Disgusted I tried to focus my attention on the old desk I was sitting at. I barely heard the guys taunt me and call me their usual nicknames for me, because for some odd reason I knew the new guy would be entering this class. And it took most of my concentration not to look up. I could hear the girls whispering again and I sighed.

I did very good at avoiding any signs of acknowledgement until our kind teacher spoke up. "There's a seat next to Scarlet Brokhert, she will help you with any questions you have I'm sure." My head shot up and felt my cheeks turn scarlet as I could see the hard stares from all the girls in the class, and my teacher's finger pointed straight at me. I ducked my head down thoroughly embarrassed and afraid I was gawking too much. But I could still feel that suspicious current feeling. It was unlike anything I felt before. I just sat there nervously unable to speak. I nodded a little in acknowledgement to the teacher's wish.

I listened quietly intrigued by his foreign accent.There was no doubt he was not from around here and I wondered how well he was taking American things. And by the way he didn't pay attention to the girls I wondered if he even understood what they were talking about. I lifted my face shyly and gave him a small smile. "My name is Scarlet Brokhert. Nice to meet you." I introduced myself as the girls turned away with looks of disgust and disappointment.

"What do you think of America so far?" I asked quietly as the teacher began her lecture on History. I already knew this stuff well enough that I could read it later. History was one of my stronger subjects. And that earned me the nickname history geek. Something I was not going to mention to Nathaniel since he seemed to already be up to his neck with new and strange things. I wasn't sure if he would quite understand all the cliques of a normal high school. I had a feeling I was going to be helping him out a lot.

"I would think your land would have just as many laws and rule there like here in America." I whispered vaguely surprised he had made mention of little rules. I had noted the style of clothes he was wearing and shook my head. "No it doesn't happen to everyone here. Most of the time they don't act like they do towards you. But you're new and..." I paused frowning and I knew I was blushing too. "And you're well very good looking. The girls all over you because of that." Shrugging I sketched a rose on the side of my paper absently. "And I think tomorrow you need to find something less formal." I added eyeing his blue shirt and tie. "Or you will be in their graces again. But I doubt it will help much." I mumbled the last comment to myself. I could immediately envision Nathaniel as part of the popular group and it bugged me more than a little. He was the only person who actually talked to me in a friendly way.

I stifled a sigh and looked to the teacher trying to figure out how to answer it without him thinking all these kids were rude and crude. They were but I got so used to their teasing that it was almost normal to hear a nasty comment about them. "They just don't understand me Nathan. They like to stick with normality. I'm different from them." I shrugged his apology off and smiled just a bit. "And honestly I don't see it changing anytime soon, they don't like change. So how it is with them and me, its just a normal part of everyday teenager life. " I sighed softly as the teacher handed us our homework for the day. It was five minutes till the bell rang and I could feel all glares the girls were giving me.

"And it does show how immature they really can be. They don't allow people to fit in with them unless the person is extremely good looking and can't see through them." I added knowing I would pay for that later on somehow. But I didn't care. For too many years I had no advantage over them. "And then the rest are loners or just outcasts. I prefer that to a life hanging out with shallow girls who scream and cry that they can't go to school because they have a zit on their forehead. So this is the reason I don't care to hang out with them."

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Ooc: Lol. Oh my gosh its okay. I swear I just saw that post. ;) And I have been a bit inactive too.

I.C. Once the door clicked shut I could see a dozen questions in the girl's eyes. And I knew things would be mentioned in here that I preferred to keep hidden. "How did you do it?" She breathed in awe. Scowling I took the paper out of my purse with a pen to look like I was actually doing something. "Do what?" I asked casually trying to dig out as much information from her so I knew what I was dealing with. I heard her sigh. "You threw that dude against the wall. He bit me and the bite was like a snake bite. It burned. I was dying." She accused me.

I lifted my eyes to hers cooly. "Yes I saved you. But you don't need to know how I did it or why. But my question is what were you doing out of your room so late at night? There's danger's everywhere." I told her using what my mother had told me long ago, my motherly tone. The teenager glared at me ignoring Ethan entirely. "Because that is what teenager's do. Sneak out of their parent's house. I wanted a bit of fun." She complained. I rolled my eyes clearly remembering my little rebellion stages. "Yeah well don't do it again. I don't go after people who are willing to put themselves in danger. In fact I don't do it at all." I told her lying at the last comment. I know Ethan would hear it, but I didn't care at this point. "And I don't want you to go public with this story either. That is my payment for saving your life. There are a lot worse things than dying." I told her and stood up wanting to end this session as soon as possible. I watched the girl turn a little pale, and from her feelings I guessed at what she was thinking. "Like him?" She whispered meaning the man who attacked her. "You're a smart girl. Use those brains of yours. You don't always need an answer to everything." I stated dully. "Come on Ethan. Interview is over." I said unable to stand much more of this place.

I frowned a little at his guess at what I was trying to get at. But I did not try to even correct him. "I guess you could say that." I agreed lightly lost in Nathan's eyes. I could feel warm currents go through me as he stared at me and I stared back. Something about his eyes made me feel rather safe. But I ripped my eyes from his startled back to the real world by what he said.

I was really surprised by his offer and I knew I was blushing again. "You really want to hang out with me?" I squeaked in a small voice. At that moment I could envision myself being tormented by all the girls in the school. But then I knew I wouldn't care. Especially when I had at least one friend to talk to. "You would be the first one for me actually." I mumbled avoiding his intriguing eyes so I wouldn't get lost in them. But I did hear the rumbling in his chest and it puzzled me. How did he do that?

My face warmed by his compliment. Clearly he had been brought to be polite. Moving swiftly I packed my books in the bag and followed Nathaniel. "Did I say I didn't want you to Nathan?" I asked ignoring all the looks I was given. "I want you to stick around with me. It would be nice to have at least one friend in this place." I told him as our peers rudely pushed past me. Some of them were extra hard. But I didn't care. I'd get a few bruises. But I didn't want to miss the chance of having friend by my side. "And please don't call me Miss Scarlet, I feel old when you do that. Just call me Scarlet." I told him smiling.

Ooc: I'm gonna switch to third person

Scarlet rolled her eyes as a giggle escaped from her lips. A new and strange sound to her. "Yes there has been a lot that happened." She admitted as she caught up to him, a lot more than what she would admit. But then a guy tripped her and she nearly fell. "Oops. So sorry carrot head." He taunted Scarlet and moved outside laughing along with the kids he hung out with.

Face blazing red, Scarlet said nothing and kept her eyes focused on the floor. "Let's go Nathan. What's your next class?" She asked softly as she let her hair fall in front of her face as a screen. She wasn't willing to explain what just happened. She preferred to let it go.

The girl just smiled. "Have a nice day." She called out and then went to a magazine flipping through contents.

"I can explain later Ethan." I moaned feeling rather sick. I wasn't sure if I could keep my gift at bay for even a moment it was something I couldn't switch on and off. I lightly touched his hand hoping it would stop the nausea caused by too many emotions. But it only helped my panic. "She's not going to tell." I whispered softly after I left the room. "She got scared enough to get a wake up call. If I had lived in a city when I was human, I would never have snuck out." I added trying to keep thoughts off of my sick stomach feeling. "But I had other ways of rebelling. A teenager always has to rebel one time or another." I trailed off with a tiny little frown.

Ooc: Yes you can join. I am inactive most weekdays anyways

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Startled but grateful, I kept my hand in his and locked my finger's with his. Though he was warmer than me, it felt normal and it made me feel human again. And I shivered only lightly under his familiar touch. "That would be very nice Ethan." I whispered walking to the exit. I never felt so weak in my whole vampire existence. And I would remember never to come inside a hospital again. As we nearly reached the door, I let my head drop on his shoulder, only sensing a bit of what he was feeling. "You don't need to be afraid of seeming weak. You aren't." I sighed.

Just laying my head on his shoulder helped to clear the pain from my past. He was healing me. "I missed you." I whispered only half aware of what I had just said. I was tired of the human's emotions inside my head and heart, and it was mixing with my own emotions. It was only until a wall was put between them when I felt a major relief off of my shoulders and I could feel my whole body fall.

I was still conscious unable to really sleep or pass out. But I felt just as bad if I did. But when he held me like he used to do, I didn't say anything letting his warm presence soothe me. Then I was lowered in the seat and I opened my eyes focusing on his every movement. As we drove further away from the hospital, I became a little more aware and shifted so I could actually see where we were going.

"You trust me enough to take me to your place?" I asked softly squinting in the painfully bright light. I knew I was in no condition to go back to work and the boss would understand, although I never took a sick day in my life. Waiting for a response, I stared at the road, fingering the ring on my neck.

(That's basically over the speed limit on expressways. where they are could be from 70 mph to 80 mph. But he's a werewolf they have excellent reflexes and like to speed ;) Yeah I was thinking America. We have a funky measurement system compared to the rest of the world. I think they did it on purpose)

I stared at the mischievous glint in the eye and smiled back. "I'm not afraid of you. And I do trust you. I trust you with my life." I told him seriously. Ironically he would be the only werewolf I would trust and the only person ever. But even saying those words I flinched looking away. I did trust him to take care of me before but it turned out badly. "But I was asking because you're going to be letting a vampire into your house." I told him quietly. "And I am surprised that the imprint overrides your instinct to destroy me. I'm not miss perfect vampire." I knew he'd probably take it the wrong way so I added. "I have never killed a human being in my 150 years. But I have done other things.." I trailed off surprised by my openness. But then again I had always been open with him. I had told him as a human I had been with a vampire before I met him. There hadn't been secrets between us then, and now it felt like a ton of well kept secrets kept pushing their way up to my mind. I felt so confused.