One x One discussion

Ello

Ello! Did you wish to start a new one or continue our old one?

Start a new one probably. Doubles?

Of course ^-^

Okay. Any ideas?

For once in my life... No. O-o.

I'll make a list. We can combine a couple if needed:

Bestfriends
Bad Boy/ Shy or Nerd girl
Jock/Nerd/Popular girl
Vamp/were
Winter Fey/Summer Fey
Witch/Warlock
Warlock/human
Bestfriend soulmates
Psychics
Attacked/Savior
Spy or Assasin/Target

Bad boy/Shy-Nerd?

Mmk.

I kind of want to do a mix of Bad boy/Shy-nerd girl, witch/warlock

Or

A werewolf finds out his mate is a vampire but the vampire, she hates werewolves.
For my girl.

We can do both ^-^

Nah its fine. I've picked mine by doing eenie meenie minie moe. I pick the first one for my girl

So I'm the girl for the second one? Got it. Characters then? ^-^

Only if you want to be or we could figure out a different one.

I honestly have no preference ^_^

Well, then. I have many ideas.

An assassin enrolls in highschool to seek out his target's daughter, wanting to know more about the target. He uses the daughter but ends up falling in love even though he is intended to kill her father.


A bestfriend romance. A girl finds out on her 18th birthday that her bestfriend-a human- is her mate. She is a werewolf of course but has never told him.

Book rps:
Twisted verson of Twilight
Obsidian retell
Iron king story (puck's final love story)
The Summoning
Beautiful disaster
Easy
Half-Blood
Angels' Blood

Mmm, first one? ^_^

Mmk. You make your charries first? I'm busy presently.

Simple or detailed?

Doesn't matter.

You can't be shocked by this one x3:

Dean Winchester
17
http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&am...

Angel Novak
16
http://s5.favim.com/orig/54/beautiful...

Name: Sophie McGuiler
Age: 17
Images: http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&am...


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(Mwahhahahha)
Name: Damien McGerney
Age:17
Images: http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&am...

FBXDUHBNJCDHGDD SAM. SAM. OHMIGOD SAM.

I know! I'm reading this book, and just like a minute ago I read this:

I raced down the stairs to find deacon watching Supernatural reruns.

I was laughing because it was such a coincidience.

What book is it? O-o

Deity by Jennifer L. Armentrout. The third book in the Covenant series

*nods* You should most definitely read The House of the Scorpion by Nancy Farmer.

When I can. I am swamped with school and band. Basketball just ended so I might have time. What's it about?


have you read the series I as talking about?

The House of the Scorpion


I have not, but I probably will. I'm kinda swamped too with SEMA, music lessons, concert prep, Algebra, musical, school in general, Scholastic Bowl, etc.

Wow. That's...a....lot.


So, you wanna start or shall I?

Oh goodness, could you? I'm doing homework while I'm on this. I'm doing everything I can handle so that I can get into a really good college.

(Sure)

Sophie stepped into the school slowly, her eyes darting every which way. Being new wasn't easy. She didn't know anyone and wasn't familiar with the area. Her necklace felt like it was burning through her shirt but she knew it wasn't. It was only connected to her emotions. It helped harness her powers.

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Damien parked his bike with a satisified smirk as he surveyed the new location. It was a drug dealer this time. From what he heard, it invovled a couple murders as well. With an overexaggerated sigh, he swung off and walked up and into the school with a bit of an arrogant appearance. Wouldn't be surprising. He was all arrogance and cockiness. Emphasis on the cockiness.

Dean was stepping purposefully down the hall, as always, flanked by several gushing and giggling girls and one guy on either side of him, one in the back, who was laughing loudly and boisterously. Of course, these were Sam, Cas, and Gabriel. Cas remained stony faces as Dean smirked and Sam retained a small smile on his lips. Hello world, did you miss me?

Angel hummed softly as she popped several multicolored pills from a little tin tube that she kept in her boot. Sitting down in a bench outside, one leg crossed over the other and it bounced slightly. RLS. Ang picked up a thick volume, titled The Book Thief, and settled in to read.

Sophie edged into the school before darting towards the office, following the little signs that thankfully pointed where to go. Adjusting the glasses on the bridge of her nose, she let her gaze shift around as she moved quickly, being bumped and shoved constantly as she tried to move through the packed hallway. Using her powers could have solved this kind of thing but she wasn't really a fan of it. Looking up, Sophie's gaze landed on Dean. The breath almost got knocked out of her as a tiny word formed in her thoughts. Warlock.

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Derek looked up, hearing a faint noise. Humming. He turned his head just slightly to see a pretty girl sitting on a bench. A familiar girl, he might add. The one he had been studying in that lone pic for the last week. He had to memorize her face becauswe it would be kind of weird to hold a pic everywhere of her even though he hasn't met her. With a slight shake of his head, he watched her swallow several colorful pills before beginning to reead. Suspicious. With a smirk, Damien walked over silently, playinh the confused new student role, his smirk gone. "Um, hi. Do you know where the Biology room is?" He asked quietly, shoving his hands in his pockets to give off an innocent appearancr. This was going to be fun

He tossed the new girl a smirk, laughing softly at her expression. He wasn't stupid, and it was fairly obvious she had figured him out. Grinning, he pulled out the almost living dragon pendant that hung around his neck and flagged it up for a second to prove he really was what she thought he was. Dean lowered the necklace again and listened to a chuckled question from Gabriel, easily answered and brushed away.

Angel looked up and gave a slight smile, that looked almost nervous. One hand reached up and sketched it's way quickly through his hair several times. "Um... N-no," she stuttered with an apologetic smile. "The office can tell you, I d-don't know..."

Sophie narrowed her eyes at him, a blush creeping up before she turned away and went into the office to get her schedule and such. She had come here to escape magic and then she finds him. Her necklace started to glow slightly through her shirt as she was handed a schedule from the secretary that gave Sophie a warm smile. Atleast someone was nice. Sophie thanked the secretary, gripping the paper as she headed out and towards her locker.

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Damien slowly sat down next to her, frowning as he watched her run her fingers through his hair repeatedly. He was tempted to slap her hand away but didn't. "Well, don't you go here?" He asked gently, his brown eyes dark and untelling of what he really thought. "Are you okay?" He noticed her stutter, probably an effect of the pills she took

Dean smirked as Sam steered them to their next class. He was damn sure that girl was a witch, too. Oh, that would simply not do! This was his turf. His alone. Having an intruder that had magic? Well now, that should simply be illegal in all states and foreign countries. Still, he brushed it aside and watched her make her way to the office. Certainly, Dean decided, this was grounds for a new game?

Angel grinned brightly and used the hand she had locked in his hair to tug him forwards, just a bit. Her voice was a murmur, mostly because she couldn't get any louder wuthout a nervous stutter. "I do. Do you? You should know that attendence doesn't always mean I go to the classes." She released him and leaned back. "I've passed everything already anyways."

Well, this sucks, she thought as she grabbed her stuff and headed into the classroom. She had enrolled at a mortal school to blend in and hide but then there was the warlock who was going to screw it all up. She bit down on her bottom lip when her fingers started to warm with power. It happened every so often when she was either pissed or in deep thought. In this situation, Sophie was both. Sophie sat down in a random seat, setting her things on the desk as she waited for the tardy bell to ring. Welcome to hell.


Damien nodded slowly, not showing he was slightly startled by he bluntness. His eyes searched hers as if trying to find a hidden secret before she pulled away. "I now go to school here. I'm Daniel," he introduced himself with a fake name, the name he is using in this new area. It would be dangerous to use 'damien' as his name. It would help cops track him and he certainly didn't want that. "Well, I need to get to class because school starts in 10 minutes." He stood with a small smle that was surprisingly real. "It was nice talking to you."

Dean tsk'd as he broke the girls off of his group, chastising them for trying to change their classes. The rest of the four sat themselves around him in class. Hell, what a group. A Seraph, an Archangel, a human who drinks Demon blood for power, and a Warlock. Well, it's not like they needed much anyways. They practically drew people to them. They owned this school. Dean smirked broadly as he kicked his feet up on that Witch's desk. The one who wasn't supposed to be here and he planned on proving.

Angel did rely much on her sense of touch, as she was mostly blind. Nothing glasses or contacts could help, and she could see things to an extent. She smiled and cocked her head to more easily pick his face from the blur of other things behind him, such as the forest, small animals, and other students milling around before class. Her fingers dipped down and ran across the Braille on the page as she opened the book again, looking intently at the page.

(Hi ya, Twizzy. Just wanted to say hi. :P)

(Hey, Flora. I'm saddened our hard work got flushed down the toilet fue to Goodreads)

Sophie cracked open her journal-slash-grimoire and began to write, brows knit in concentration. She drew tiny little things along the page as she wrote, trying to ignore the boredom that bit into her. Sophie stopped writing for a split second to hear the laughs and voices of the Warlock. He was in this class? The tips of her fingers turned ghostly white as they tightened on the pencil and him propping his feet on the her desk only fueled to that growing frustration. She reached over with lightning speed and knocked them off the desk, not once looking up nor did she stop writing.


Damien frowned slightly before he left, seeing the Braille on the pages of her book. He slowly sat back down, feeling as if he should stay. "What's your name?" He asked gently. "Are you...um...blind?" He asked, trying to work up a coversation but it seemed forced to him. With a soft sigh, he leaned back on the bench, closing his eyes as he waited for her answer if she did even answer him. Damien locked his hand behind his neck, wrtting his lips as he began to wonder if she knew about her Daddy's drug dealing. It seemed possible. Anything did, acctually.

"Oohh, you're a fiesty one," he growled. Then settled back, repositioning himself to prop up on the back of her chair, leaning against her back. Gabriel seemed to find this reaction absolutely hilarious and began laughing as Dean continually rocked back and forth against her spine.

Angel looked up again and hummed softly before answering. "Yes, mostly I am. Not quite, though. Not all the way. I can still... Sorts see you. And every once in a while I can see REALLY well. Never lasts long, though."

Sophie felt a blush creep up out of anger, her eyes flashing a glittering gold, a red ring around the iris. Her iris' changed due to her emotions. Now, she was pissed. She stood all of a sudden and flicked her finger, causing the desk to move suddenly so he fell down onto his ass. She slowly moved the desk back before glaring down at him. "Oops, sorry. I have no idea how that happened," she murmured, a small, faint smile forming. She readjusted her glasses, her eyes turning back to normal. "Douchebag," she muttered quietly before stepping away and sitting in the front row just as the teacher came in.


Damien nodded, his eyes flitting over her. "Oh. Does it bother you?" He asked. "What's your name?" He wondered why she didn't answer him but didn't want to push it. His eyes flashed into a light color that gave away his softness as he found about her....condition. he shouldn't feel this way though. Damien couldn't feel this way. With a small smile, he stood. "You should probably get to class though. Don't want to be late."

Dean was immediately swarmed by people helping him up, asking if he was okay with everything but hearts in their eyes. Even the teacher, a thin pointed woman, was asking him if he needed anything. Dean flashed a smile and said it was fine before taking his seat again, already planning revenge. She had a tell. Her eyes. Good, he could use that.

Angel shrugged, "I've never known it any other way, so it cant bother me too much." Her fingertips reached up to run over his face. Learning his features. Mowing what she knew now, she could recognize him anywhere. Once again she ignored the questioning about her name. "You're blushing," she noted softly. Then, "I've already finished all of my classes. I'm just going to sit out here and read, if you don't mind. You're welcome to join me if you like. It's a public bench."

Sophie rolled her eyes as many people came over to help him. Did he do something to them? With a soft sigh, Sophie looked ahead all of class, ignoring Dean and anyone else in the class. When the bell rang, she stood and gathered her things before darting out, her necklace glowing. She ran over to her locker and tried to calm herself down and get the necklace to stop. Her powers did this so many times.

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Damien shook his head then frowned. "I'm blushing? Why would I be?" He chuckled gently, his gaze dropping to her eyes. "Its fine. I have to get to class in 4 minutes. So, I better hurry." He hesitated before walking away quietly. "I'll see you vlater," he replied before walking into the building.

Dean most likely had done something or another to them. That or he was just honestly that popular. Which, if you thought about it, was truly a feasible task. He hummed and padded along the hallway. This time, though, he was with only the three in his little group, and all were murmuring quietly until Dean forced them to break off and continue on their way as he stopped at Sophie's locker, leaning against it. "Well hi there, Witchy."

Angel shrugged and turned her attention away from him as if it didnt matter to her in even the slightest that he did not plan to stay. Which was sort of true, really. She didn't actually care at all. Her fingers ran over words quickly, faster than anyone could ever hope to read with their eyes. In fact, by the time the lunch bell rang, she had finished the entire thick volume, and was already started on another.

Sophie stood at her locker, one hand clutching the pendant on her necklace and the other rifling through her neat locker, gathering things she needed. Hearing his voice made her stiffen, her gaze darkening slightly as she hugged her books to her chest. "And goodbye," she murmured, biting her bottom lip and she skirted around him, walking away.


Damien came out as lunch started, seeing her on the bench still. He quietly walked over, hands shoved deep in his pockets. "You should get out more often, bookworm," he said casually, giving her a nickname as he sat down beside her. "Aren't you hungry?" He asked. Damien had to get her to trust him so he could get the info about her father. He wasn't all that patient which didn't make this any better.

Dean caught her by the arm and hauled her back around in front of him again. "Ah ah ah. Sorry, hunny. I don't think it works that way. You see, I have a lot to discuss with you, believe it or not. Think that you have a few moments to spare in private with me? I don't like interruptions." Fran's tone said that he really wasnt asking so much as telling her exactly what was going to happen.

Angel smiled slightly, before eventually consenting to his earlier probing on her name. "I do have a name, hun. It's Angel. Don't laugh, I know it's stupid. And don't go all sappy romance either," she thought about the question. WAS she hungry? It would probably throw off her schedule since she didnt usually eat until after school but hey. Why not? "A bit," she nodded.

Sophie shook her head, eyes slightly wide and turning a vibrant green. "I dont have time. I have to get to class," she replied quietly. She wasn't loud and most of the time her voice could barely make it above a murmur. "Now, would you let me go? I'm going to be late," she stared down at the hand that gripped her arm.



Damien nodded slowly. "I know you have a name but Bookwork fits you." He smiled gently, leaning back on the bench. "Angel? That seems...fitting, I guess. It's not all that stupid." Glancing over at her, seeing her smile. "Want to go get something to eat?" He asked gently, his dark brown eyes becoming a lighter color. "I wouldn't mind eating with you since I don't know anyone here basically."

"I'll get you a pass." Dean smirked and caught her wrist, dragging her towards one of the back rooms. "The teachers take my word as seriously as the principal's anyways. You'll survive. Now sit," he shoved her towards a chair. "Let's talk. Who the hell are you and why the hell are you in my school?"

Angel didnt have enough of her sight to notice the change in his eyes, but she did feel the bench creak beneath her as he leand back, and her eyes darted over to him. A small shrug. "I could eat, I guess." Not much, she never ate much. It would be a miracle if she forced down more than a quarter of a sandwich.

Sophie glared up at him, her eyes flashing a brilliant gold. She quickly looked down as she sat, blinking a few times and breathing out slowly. Feeling her eyes go back to normal, she looked back up at him. "I'm here to get my education. Something you need," she snapped at him, not answering the first question.

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Damien grinned wildly. "Great," he replied, grabbing her hand and pulling her up gently as he stood. "I have the perfect place where we can eat. Follow me." He led her to his motorcycle slowly. "You ever ridden a motorcycle before?" He asked quietly.