woohoo!!

[Hermione Granger]

"Oh wow!" said Hermione, "look at the river it's soo pretty." She looked out on the river, so much wanting to just jump off and go for a swim.. but wouldn't it be cold.. and I have all my clothes on.. I did bring my bathing suit.. but it still would be cold, freezing even. Realizing she was trailing off, she looked back at the river. Hermione strted thinking, it was so beautiful but what was she going to do looking at that same river all night or even for a couple minutes. It was like a movie. The girl says "Look it's so beautiful," and then the guy says something like "I see something even more beautiful." And then they kiss. Realizing, ince more she was trailing off, She started to walk around.
Looking around, all she saw wasx a big open balcony with a river. So she walked inside.

[Amelia Strom]

Amelia wandered about the corridor aimlessly, yawning a bit. She had just woken up from a deep slumber that had lasted a wonderful thirteen hours, but had been suddenly disturbed by a very angry ferret squeaking about the girl's dorm. Amelia had been rather frustrated with this ferret that had roused her from her bed, and had thrown her thickest text book at it. Man, that ferret looked funny.

Amelia was dressed comfortably in her pajamas, since she had never bothered to change out of. Amelia flicked her hair out of her eyes, only for it to swing back into place stubbornly. She sighed in an irritated way, which would seem as if it was more out of habit than that she was actually irritated, but Amelia was irritated by many things, including the back of her hand.

Amelia wandered out onto the Balcony, glancing around it and spotting a girl. Amelia walked over to her, nose in the year. She very rudely pushed the girl aside. "Out of the way, firstie." Amelia said, not recognizing the fact that she herself was a first year. Amelia pretended to peer out at the view for a few moments, watching the girl out of the corner of her eye.

[Hayden Thomas]

Hayden hummed quietly as he strolled down the hallway, his normally untied shoelaces slapping against the concrete floor, his prints leaving a trail of mud. If anyone was stalking him at that moment, it was obviously where he had been and where he was going, and he wouldn't be in a very good situation. Not that he cared anyways. He liked the attention....though he never liked to admit he was a bit egotistical.

Hayden stopped humming when he saw two girls ahead of him, one coming in, and the other walking out. Both were pretty, but one gave off a hostile air. Maybe I should avoid this, Hayden thought. Even though girl fights were hilarious to watch, there was always blood of some kind. Blood made him weak in knees, and he would end up throwing up all over the girls. Funny, but also not a good situation......he would end up in the middle of it. He then glanced over as he watched the one girl push the other, and he smirked as he followed the girl onto the balcony," Now, now, that's no way to act m'lady. Say your sorry," Hayden tried to say, trying to hide a smile, but his lips quivered, barely holding it back.

[Hermione Granger]

"Well look who's talking, firstie!"Hermione said. She wondered why the girl was being so mean, but on the other hand knew that it was fun. She was also happy that she to could be mean. "And what is up with your hair?!?! Did you cut it yourself?" Hermione practically yelled. Hermione could tell that the girl was trying to get a word in, but she was having to much fun for that to ever happen. "And that ring in your lip? Did a lock of hair get stuck in your lip or something?" Oh this could go on forever she thought. "well," Hermione started up again "I could keep teasing you, but lord knows how long it would be untill I'm done so I'm gonna be the bigger person and just stop now. Maybe I should give you a chance to redeem yourself.
"uh" the girl began. "Or maybe not" Hermione said, cutting her off. "i just need to say one more thing, and then you can talk all you want, to my backside. "I duh" she started "I said I just needed to say one more thing. You didn't give me a chance to say that." Hermione said in a snobby voice. "I don't talk to freaks who wear eyeliner a foot below there eyes, and I especially don't talk to those like you!!" Hermione then started to walk away.

[Amelia Strom]

Well, this was boring; a view? What could be more pathetic. Amelia glanced shortly at the first year, eyebrows rising at her lame insults. "How wonderful for you." She said in an unenthusiastic, somewhat sarcastic voice. Amelia looked away from the girl. And there she was again, just gnawing Amelia's ear off. Smiling charmingly at her last comment. "Alrighty then, love, it was quite the experience talking to you." She said, offering a sarcastic wave as the girl walked away.

Amelia's eyebrows rose at the boy's demand. "Excuse you," She said, turning toward him, crossing one slender arm over the other. This boy seemed to think he had the reign of this situation, and this annoyed Amelia greatly...as did almost everything on this earth. "There's only one person here that needs to say they're sorry." Amelia said very matter-of-factly. "Because, dear, that's no way to act. Say you're sorry." Amelia mocked, smirk plastered to her pale pink lips.

[Robin Rath]

Robin was, as well, meandering about rather aimlessly, flouncing easily, her sunny hair and bright eyes contrasting greatly with the smear of black that covered her body, she skippyed down the hall easily, smiling to herself. Being undead was great - sometimes. She blinked, her vampiric hearing catching the spat between the girls. Soon, she was upon it, recognizing one as her own hesitant blood donor and the other a suspected crack head. Robin grinned. She glanced at the boy sitting on the balcony, watching Hermione talk herself out of breath. Humans were just too amusing - this school was like an ant farm and Robin felt like she was just watching them dig and battle over crumbs. She easily blocked Hermione's way, smiling innocently, arms held behind her.[/size]

[Hayden Thomas]

" Well, well aren't we in a bad mood, love," Hayden said as a massive smirk grew slowly across his face," Lighten up, it was only a joke." Hayden loved to play with girls minds, annoying the hell out of them when he told them the obvious, and this girl he knew, was already pissed he had told her, the goddess of the balcony, what to do. He was exactly the opposite. Nothing ever offended him, or even made him the slightest bit mad. He took everything in life with a grain of salt, and it especially irritated people that he didn't take much seriously.

Hayden then glanced back at the girl that was leaving in quite a hurry. Now in a more civil tone, Hayden continued," Who was that anyways, she looks so familiar, yet I can't place my finger on it. Is she one of those groupies of Harry?" He squinted at her as she slipped out of sight," Popular my a**, Harry is. What did he do? Kill a famous wizard just by sitting there, a little drooling baby. Hell I could have done that. I nearly killed my dad with a plastic hammer when I was 2!"

[Hermione Granger]

Hermione was still close enough were she could hear the conversation. She was still on her way walking and without turning around all she said was "I hears that," afterward feeling stupid to.

[Amelia Strom]

Amelia glanced around her when she heard another joining them only to see the infamous Robin, who Amelia actually didn't know the girls name. Amelia's stormy orbs lingered on her for a moment more, before slipping back onto the boy before her. "No, I'm just surrounded by idiots." Amelia replied shortly and honestly. When he informed her that it had only been a joke, Amelia gave a small smile. "Ha," She said sarcastically, smirk appearing on her lips shortly afterward.

At the question, Amelia turned around at looked at Hermione. "You mean that shrimp? Eh, I have no idea, probably. She's strange enough to be in his crowd." Amelia replied with a short shrug of her delicate shoulders. Amelia burst into laughter at his next comment. A smile was normally rare from Amelia, and laughter was almost unheard of. "Tell me about it," Amelia said with a heavy sigh. She didn't like Harry Potter, nor had she ever. "How in the world did you almost kill your dad with a plastic hammer?" Amelia asked her curiously, slender brows elevating to a new level on her ivory forehead.

At the girl's somewhat hurt outburst, Amelia chuckled. "You hears that?" She repeated in a mocking voice.

[Robin Rath]

Robin blinked, watching the girl wander towards her, though she wasn't paying attention in the least as to where she was going. Robin detested girls like her, and began to believe that perhaps Nichole was right. Maybe this puffy brown-haired piece of nonsense with the weirdest name in all of creation was on drugs. Robin swallowed. Drugs were definitely something she regretted. They had a much different effect on vampires and it usually wasn't any sort of good effect. Vampires led limited lives - limited diet, limited exposure, limited sociality - except the whole 'time' deal. That was rather unlimited. If you were smart.

But back to the situation at hand. Robin, oh-so-delicate and yet so preciously abusable, slid to the side just as Hermione grew painfully near, leaving a heavy, metal and rubber laden boot in the girl's unwitting path, waiting for her to trip over it with a dimure smile.[/size]

[Hayden Thomas]

Hayden looked from girl to girl all seemingly having a conversation at once. Girls were too fast for his brain to sort out everything. He hated the feeling of being left in the dust while everyone else seemed to know what was going on. Finally Amelia's words came back to his comment about his little orange hammer that he loved so dearly.....but had nearly killed something he loved more. " Well...." Hayden said, his eyes still fixed on what was going to happen in front of him," I was playing with it one day, and i started hitting the wall, and as i moved along the wall, I hit my mom's favorite porcelain figure, and my dad's trophy, and both smashed on the floor. My mom was in hysterics, but my dad came after me, and I remember him scolding me, and taking hold of my hammer. Now I was so obsessed with this hammer, that I got angry, so angry, I slipped away from his grasp, and starting attacking him with it until I made bleed. He still hasn't forgiven me. No wonder I never was allowed to use tools......"

Hayden's story trailed off as he watched Robin curiously as she stuck her foot out in Hermione's path. Oh this should be good, Hayden thought, totally forgetting about his story to watch this all happen.

[Amelia Strom]

A broad grin was worn on the girl's ivory face as she listened to his story, chuckling at some parts. "What a devious child you were." She commented. "I never knew plastic hammers could make people bleed." Amelia said, frowning some. "You must have been really angry..." Amelia added thoughtfully. "Break the skin with a plastic hammer? That must be a knew record." Amelia whispered to herself, snickering some at the thought of how angry he must of been - my, his face must have been very red.

When the boy's attention seemed to be drawn to something else, Amelia followed his gaze to Robin's outstretched leg. Grinning some, she waited for the scene to unfold all on its own, containing her laughter so she wouldn't give it off.