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Dara narrowed her eyes as the (presumably) siblings talked about how weed and alcohol would be provided at the party. And the Solime students were the ones being judged? What about these guys? They were just as bad. She turned to Tamara. "Are you gonna go?" She asked, staring at the siblings...

As soon as the girl, Emmeline, introduced herself, Dara felt a little relieved. She seemed nice enough. "Hi. I'm Dara. It's nice to meet you two." Her voice was icy, and conveyed no emotions that she might be feeling. That was exactly how she wanted to sound. She might want to be acquainted with...

Suddenly, the first bell rang. Dara sighed. She had chemistry for first period, and she was slightly nervous. Her phone vibrated, and she looked to see that she'd been invited to a party tonight. Apparently, everyone was invited. That sounded like it would turn into a trainwreck very, very fast...

Dara grinned at Jasper. He seemed to be as carefree as he's always been, which could be both a good and bad thing. "I doubt you care too much about your senior year, but I would like to learn a couple things while I'm here." She joked, looking around the building once more. A collection of...

Parking her car, Dara breathed as she looked at the school she would be spending her senior year in. So many opportunities. So many pricks. She knew the louder, more dangerous students of Solime would make a stereotype that included her, one she knew she wouldn't appreciate very well. She...

Name: Dara Jordan Graham Gender: Female Age: 17 Height: 5'8" Sexuality: Heterosexual Skills: Running Acting Being detached Likes: White noise Biology Earning things Dislikes: Stuck-ups Small talk Singing Personality: Dara considers herself to be a 'bad bitch'...

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." Nyx gasped in a mixture of shock and pain when the man, who was presumably German is she judged his accent right, as he shot her in the legs twice. Oh no. Oh, no. No no no nononono. This was it. She was going to die whimpering like a hurt...

Ahhh no one is posting anymore @cloudyblueday @Devouring Do you guys want me to post, or does anyone else want to go?

@Devouring Sounds good!

@Czeshire Whoops D: Bullets aren't too fun either!

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." Nyx succeeded in slashing the arm of the soldier-boy, and the deep gash on his arm quickly welled with blood. He threw down his gun and stood on it, disabling her from grabbing it and using it against him. She began to go for another...

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." She looked over the car to see Terrance on the ground, his hand clasped over his ears. He would just have to deal with that. She was saving his life, after all. She also saw the man who followed them, who threw his gun to the side to put...

That would be pretty awesome, and I'd love to see what happens with that! :D

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." "It smells disgusting in here." Nyx wrinkled her nose in disgust as they walked through the sewer. She thought she heard the slightest sound of an extra pair of footsteps, but she quickly decided that she could either be imagining it or...

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." She sprinted behind Terrance as they made their way through the junkyard, and she couldn't help but glance over her shoulder every few minutes. She had the strange feeling that someone was watching her, although she had no evidence...

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." Nyx's eyes narrowed as Basil called her a 'sick person', asking how she could live with herself. "Morality doesn't keep you alive." She muttered, shaking her head slightly as the girl somehow mustered up quite a bit of strength to lift the...

@cloudyblueday It's fine if you go ahead and post

@Devouring That's fine! I've had a family emergency today and this is the first time I've been home all day, so I completely understand

◢◤ ℕʏx Ḻɪʟʟɪᴀɴ Ѧʟᴅᴀɪɴ ◥◣ "Trust me. I'm not okay." Nyx's lips curled into a half-smile when Terrance called her machete 'cute and all'. "Have you ever heard of a little thing called 'defense'? I don't particularly like slashing away with this cute machete here, but I keep it around to scare...

Nash shut his locker just as the bell rang, checked his schedule to see where he was even supposed to go. Chemistry. He strode into the class, an easy grin on his face. He looked around the room and saw a few people that he remembered from last year, as well as quite a few new ones. Ethan was in...