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Fantasy School for the Supernatural

Zero snapped back to reality. He smiled and said, "Nothing. Just thinking." He laughed a little bit then started to twiddle his thumbs.
 
Zero looked at her and thought that she was kind of weird. Or maybe introverted. Hmm. Zero started to over think life again. His ye glazed over in deep thought. One would think that he was dead if they saw him.
 
Nova looked outside to find a person to draw. Then she remembered the boy in the trench coat. She smirked and began sketching the boy with his back half turned and his head down, his hair falling in his face. She drew his hands in his pockets and then a light pole on a street at night while it was raining. Nova smiled with pride at her work and put it into her Sketch folder. She then looked for another subject to draw. She saw the boy with wings that she hadn't talked to yet and began sketching him.
 
Tim would usually have chatted with the other students and get to know them first but he checked his watch thinking he didn't have time considering he had a teacher he hadn't heard of before so he thought best to not make them angry. He began to walk to Mr. Marks. His large powerful looking wings flapping idly as he slowly entered the door to the classroom tucking them away to get through the door frame before letting them unfurl again. He saw a few others in the class. "Oh looks like the teacher isn't here yet." Tim said thinking aloud as he went and sat as nearest the window he could. He preferred the sun on him. "Hi there." He said to the other students in the class. "I'm Tim."
 
Zero looked at Tim and said, "Zero. Wait were you talking to me?" He felt really awkward. He hid in his desk in the corner of the room.
 
"What are you drawing?" He asked Nova until heard another voice that drew his attention from her. "I was just talking to those that were here." He said and smiled. "Nice to meet the both of you. He said and he looked out the window at the girl he had been crushing on for a while now. He had spoken to her a few times before from needing pictures for stories about when he had saved few people from a few evil supernaturals, a few times.
 
Zero still felt awkward. "Nice to meet you too. That's really cool." He said to Nova as she passed the sketch to Tim. He appreciated art. All the time.
 
Zero looked surprised. "Ummmm sure." He struck a pose that only strong do. He held up his biceps and flexed. "How's that?" He asked her smiling.
 
Nova rolled her eyes. "Uh, no. Just do something you normally do. A habit or something." She said and pulled out her Sketch book, ready to draw.
 
Tim smiled as he was brought back from his thoughts by the piece of paper being handed to him. "Yeah that's awesome. I can't really draw all that well." Tim said and smiled as he looked at the piece of paper. "You're really good." He said and smiled at her as he handed her the sketch back incase she wanted to keep all her sketches.
 
Zero relaxed and put his hands to his face. He folds his hands an put his knuckles to his mouth. "That good?" He mumbled through his fist.
 
Nova just rolled her eyes and then remembered seeing him smoking before school. "Thank goodness for photographic memory." She mumbled and turned away and began sketching him smoking.
 
Dante smiled "it's no problem at all Mia" he tells her then he sprouts his wing they are black almost bat like "I'm a demon that's the supernatural I am" he tells her with a smile his gold eyes shining @Hiddencard
 
Tony wandered into class, glad to see there was no teacher, and settled at the back in the corner, where he was alone. He gazed about the room, noting the girl who he had caught staring at him earlier
 
Zero stared at the sketch. "It's really cool. I like the smoke." He appreciated it. "Can I keep this?"
 
Nova nodded. "I can just draw another." She turned and saw the guy who'd caught her staring at him. She blushed at the memory and hid her face in her book.
 
Just like she had done with Tony earlier, she lifted her camera in reflex when Dante sprouted his wings. She took a picture quickly. These wings seemed to come out of nothing, instead of Tony’s stationary ones on his back. “A Demon?” she repeated as she lowered the camera. “Oh… I thought you would have had horns..” she mumbled, but then realized she had said that out loud and averted her gaze a bit shyly. “Well, most of my research have been from fiction books.”
 

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