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Realistic or Modern West View Highschool for the supernaturals

Aurora smiled as she sat down at the table, smiling as she opened the menu and crossed her ankles. She gazed over the menu, looking at all the choices she had. "Hmm, well, I think I'll have an ice lemonade and a piece of cheesecake please." She asked, knowing that it was a lot of sugar, but she loved human food.
 
Jett inspected the ID and gave her a nod. "Step this way then" he smiled, gesturing to a door to their right. "Kari can come in with you if you like" he added with a shrug, usually he made others stay outside while piercing but he could make an exception for her.
 
Fade seemed eager to try everything but he only had about $10 with him so he settled for some hot tea and a Philly cheesesteak. He absolutely loved meat but smother it with cheese and dear god he'll be a drooling mess. He watched Aurora and Densin, grinning brightly as he resisted the urge to shift and start howling. He waited patiently for their food to be set on the table, murring softly.
 
Mia walked out of the mall and onto the city streets. She watched the ground in front of her as she walked to the stairs leading down to the subway. She hardly ever rode it, it made her want to throw up nearly every time. The stench of people crammed into an airtight space made her sick. And she had thought the smells during her time were bad. Of course she didn't get on, instead she walked over to a wall covered in graffiti. Or at least what most people saw as graffiti, to her they were old symbols that showed job offerings to those willing to take on dangerous and sometimes deadly tasks. Mia looked at the wall for a bit before she created a paint spray can and marked an M over one of the artworks. She quickly left so she wouldn't be noticed by people and to wait for the person to contact her.
 
Crossing his arms over his chest, he waited patiently for the woman to come out of her office. He had been waiting for an hour now as his current foster parents spoke with his 'child' services agent. It was about that time for him to move again, and Ethan decided not to care. He really liked this couple, but they probably didn't like him. His brown eyes narrowed into a glare before looking to the door handle. Why couldn't this just be over already? What was taking so long anyways? Questions filled his head, and he couldn't handle it anymore.


Ethan turned on his heel and stormed out of the office buildings, heading down the street as he jerked up his hoodie. An unusually serious look was glued onto his face unlike his normal grin, and his playful, flirty attitude was just gone. Maybe he could go to the park? There had to be something to do there to vent his anger out on. How many families had it been now? This could had to be in the twenties of how many families decided they don't want Ethan. He always tried hard though. Shoving his hand into his pocket, he pulled out his iPod and plugged it in, putting the head phones on an blaring the music. Blowing out a small breath, he started running. He had gym shorts on anyways along with his hoodie and sneakers. Perfect time for a run before the 'news' would be broken to him.


Making it to the park, he let his eyes shift over the other faces, some familiar from around the city, and he tried avoiding anyone from school. He had.. skipped the last two days of school to control the surge in his power that came from his confusing emotions. He was just trying to lock them up now. Forget about what'll happen once he takes the headphones off. It's not like anyone else knew, he kept his orphanhood a secret from even his best friends.


Ethan stalled when he felt his emotions spike and cause his fingers to burn with the unwanted, black mist that was his power. He was a walking time bomb, and he knew it, he just hoped he could control it.


((Sorry I haven't posted in a while, aha))
 

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