VENOM in your eyes,, ! ♥ [ang,SL-L]

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

KISS ME GOODBYE,
i can see the venom in your eyes,,

Welcome to Fairhaven High.
Where you'll find everything. Drama, Drugs, and a Social War. That's right, war. For years there's been conflict between the two social status' of the high school, but in the past few years its gotten more violent and destructive. The school even had to replace a wing of the school last semester. So what you ask makes Fairhaven High School different from any other? It could be the fact that it is utterly located in the middle of no where. Summerset Falls, Nevada. Two? Well that would be the whole it's two hundred and seventy six years into the future. That's right. Hover cars, hybrid cars, robots, and all that jazz.

ARE YOU READY FOR FAIRHAVEN?

[&&ANGEL]

Superior}} indeed--*

Better in more ways than one…

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~

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Oh yes. School time. The one time in September where school starts again but the fights do not cease. Glare after glare. Fist after Fist. The usual- yes and Angelynn definitely knew that, quite clearly. Her light brown eyes scanned the dark corridors of the school. She was alone, for it was early in the morning- not a surprise for she always arrived early and without complaint. She held books in her right arm, chest out, head up in her confident posture. Angely was in her school uniform, a black shirt, crimped with neat folds and a clean white blouse with a cloud and wings marking upon the left sleeve. The marking was also upon the side of her skirt- the familiar marking to tell apart the different schools but, what schools? They were in the middle of nowhere with no one around except for their little town in Nevada. All the teens in this small community went to this high school for it was the only thing within a 10 mile radius and more.

Oh well. Angie shrugged her shoulders quickly making her way to a bench before sitting down, head immediately pulling into a book as she continued on her studying but her mind began to wonder as her eyes traveled silently along the halls, following after a dark curly haired kid, eyes glimmering a bright brown just like her own but her eyes immediately narrowing and turning sour. It was a kid from the other social group- something everyone from the Superior society had to watch out for. It was something that had come down from generations of the people who lived in this same area- supposedly -according to her aunt- a strong believer of old traditions and her only living relative within miles once again.

But as the guy passed by, her muscles relaxed and she was relieved that those ‘beady eyes’[quoted from her aunt] were off of her. Her eyes soon returned back to the book and the words that calmed [stressed] her so. Hmm…Levitation and Propulsion… She shook her head gently, her braided light brown hair shifting to their usual position behind her before she pulled it back onto her shoulder- which was much more comfortable for Miss Beithera- the ‘Little Angel’ of Fairhaven High.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

A large sigh escaped the lips of a boy as he layed down. He was under a maple tree, one of the few shadier trees near the school. It was September in Summerset Falls again, bringing with it a new school year and more fights and destruction. What was next? The school blowing up? He laughed at his own thoughts. Neither the Superiors or the Nobels would go that far. They needed something to break the tramatic summer and at least bring a little peace to the groups - if only for a few days. Though Thomas's thoughts were cut quite short when the first bell rang. It wasn't like it mattered, it was only the first bell dictating that you should at least be in sight of the school. It had been a while since any of the teachers actually marked anyone tardy.

The boy ran his hand through the blond mess on his head. 'Might as well go though,' he thought defeatingly as a few fellow Nobles walked past him, snickering at his lazy behavior. Though he was always like this. Your typical lazy nobleman. Forwell shook his head slightly, pushing himself off of the ground into a sitting position. He was more or less dressed in the school's uniform. He had on black slacks with that odd sign covered up by his untucked white dress shirt - with the first two buttons unbuttoned of course. His jacket was then lying next to him, unused and unworn. He picked it up as he stood up, flinging it over his arm as he stretched he arms and back. It could get tiring lying and doing nothing for a good few hours.

He then walked rather slowly, in anyone opinion, toward the front of the building. The school wasn't marvelous, being in the middle of no where and all - but it had enough money to continously repair everything and have the latest technology. Hover cars and those nifty electric hybrids were parked in the parking lot, with both Superiors and Nobles getting out and getting into arguments. "Normal day,"

[/color] he said simply as he walked through the doors, hands in his pockets. Thomas sighed again, not to sure what to expect today. 'Probably more wars, maybe there'll be a party tonight. Might be fun to crash one,' he thought, absently walking through the hallways.

Then of course, he didn't see the freshman girl with her gang of mixed standing in the shadows, waiting to stick her foot out a trip the mighty noble. So she did, and he tripped - tumbling forward down the hallway. That is, until he stopped. He flailed his arms a minute before twisting his body around to land on a bench - or more likely on a girl who was sitting on that bench. His back landed on the bench, while the rest of his body landed on the girl's lap. Anderson's eyesight was a bit blurry, and he couldn't see the girl clearly. 'She a Noble? Or Superior?' he thought, 'Might as well take a chance!' "Err, Hi?"[/color] If it was a Noble they would laugh, and then playfully push him off - if it wasn't, he didn't have a clue what they would do. [/blockquote]

thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/blockquote][/color][/center]

She didn’t expect it at all. The boy falling down upon her, book flying and she herself being knocked and pressed up against the back of the bench, eyes wide in surprise. Further more, Angely didn’t know exactly what to do next. The boy seemed strange and in this awkward position she couldn’t tell at all if he was friend or foe. But as he spoke and positioned himself better, Angelynn pushed herself back even more and pulled her head back as she tried to decide weather to respond or shove him off. But as she shifted once more to look at him closer, she decided to go with instinct- Say ‘hi’ and hope it turns out alright for there was no one around them at the moment to punish her if anything happened. ”Er, Hello.” She responded in her utmost sweetest and innocent voice.

”Umm…”

[/b] Miss Beithera managed to muffle as she reached over toward the boy’s foot for her book. Clearly, the pages have been crumpled and the page she was on was lost yet she thought, Oh well. She didn’t mind and it wouldn’t have mattered as she closed her eyes, straining to stretch her arm forward yet her finger only grazed the corner of the book. She let out a sigh, giving the boy another innocent look upon her face.
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..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

Ooc.//. Ugh. Sorry for such shortness Monarcheh. xD

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

He gave her a quizzical look, along with his already charming face. He studied her quickly. She seemed, shocked for one - along with an unknown expression on what she should do. But then she said hello. 'Uh-oh,' he thought suddenly when she spoke. 'Not a Noble, if she was a noble girl I'd be on the floor and we'd both be laughing by now.' Now it wasn't only her decision on what to do, it was his too. So he let his instinct take over. Thomas's eyes narrowed slightly as he put more pressure on his legs, making it easier for him to roll off of the bench - landing perfectly on his palms against the newly polished tile floor. It was always him to get in trouble. He hadn't done anything wrong, mostly it was what others would think. All the girls would be jealous that he had 'flirted' with a Superior girl - and there'd be no end of them at his door tonight. 'Oh yeah, Dad'll be happy about that,' he thought sarcastically, picturing face of Dimitrious Anderson, and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself slightly. Now the other alphas of the Nobles would look down on him, finding some excuse to kick him off his 'Alpha' rank in the Nobles. The other alphas hated him, and he could think of so many things they could come up with as a violation in the rules - the biggest would be socializing with a Superior. Angered with himself, Tom let himself fall the last three inches his arms were keeping him up, merely to hit the floor with his fist.

After a minute he rolled on his heels into a sitting position, looking apoligetically at the girl. "Sorry 'bout that,"

[/color] he said quickly, taking the chance to stand up. He was about to start walking away, but of course he would forget something. His baby blue - colored eyes than searched the area, sharpening on his coat on the floor. Forwell scowled slightly, before bending down to pick it up. He looked at it, brushing it off. He had been completely relaxed in front of the Sup, he was always around them. Another reason they wanted him out - he lived in the Superior side of town. His scowl grew a bit as he thought of it. He didn't mind the war or anything - he avoided it, and of course he followed the idiotic rules most of the time. He had been deep in thought, relaxed as he cotninued to scan his jacket for dust or dirt or something of that sorts. So when the bell chimed time for first hour, he literally jumped. Now this was followed by a few things. One would be his cheeks growing somewhat red - something that never happened, and the other would be the group of Noble girls who just walked by, giggling with their cell phones in hands. 'Great, they got a picture of me,' he thought to himself, ducking his head embaressed. 'Now the whole Noble class'll see it before lunch,' he thought, waving slightly after Christiania - one of the female alphas. He then stood there, forgetting about the frazzled girl behind him. "Class'll start soon,"[/color] he mumbled, glancing at the clock, "But do I really want to go to class with Christi?"[/color] he asked himself - still oblivious to Angelynn.

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thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Angelynn blinked still quite stunned from what had happened but only when the boy landed upon the floor she relaxed and further inspected this boy. ”Uh, Its ok.”

[/b] She replied still watching him closely as she grabbed her book and dusted it off with a soft grunt. The pages were ruined, now bent and slightly crumpled yet the front and the back cover seemed to be ok. It was her book was hers -or more like her aunt’s- after all so a few scratches were quite ok- maybe. But what’s Auntie gonna say about this…? Angel looked down at the book with dismay as she remembered the last time she had ruined something from her oversensitive relative. She was furious and Angelynn got a good talk to. She had been lucky that her aunt hadn’t brought out the usual belt- used to whip of course.

She looked back up at the boy finding a strange expression upon his relatively handsome face compared to most Superior or Noble boys of which she took no liking to at all. But whoever this was, Angelynn just couldn’t put her finger on the name. However, she tried to push herself to read his mind, reading his troubled expression yet he seemed to forget about her presence as the first bell rang. She gathered her stuff, placing her book into the black bag that pulled over her shoulder- matching her skirt just like the rest of the school girls and soon enough her friend, Carol Greentie joined her, giggling with a group of Superiors behind her.

It took Angie a while to figure that their gazes were all on her and Carol seemed to be to busy laughing to speak. Yet she heard the mention of the name Christi. An Alpha in the Noble society! Angelynn knew this girl well. Always competing and arguing with her- adding to the rest of the war between societies. She hated that girl for many reasons. Mainly because she was a Noble and because her aunt resented her as well. Nearly everyone knew her and being a Superior alpha herself, Angely had been reached with news of this head-strong female. Ugh…

And at that moment she suddenly recognized this boy. He too was well known. Very well known in the Superior side of town being that he lived near her and her aunt. Thomas Michael Forwell-Anderson. The kid who always was the center of attention and the main resentment of her area in town. There, Angelynn found her strength and decision. Her hand curled into a fist and the giggling stopped as She held her head up high- quite different from her previous quiet and shocked position as she strode forward to confront him. ”Watch it next time you stupid Noble!” She hissed through gritted teeth. Some sort of guilt sank like a stone at the bottom of her gut as she looked down at him. Only a flash of concern twinkled in her dark black eyes for the boy. It felt wrong. Wrong to talk this way to him- who did nothing wrong. But he’s a noble! They are improper and terrible in every way possible! Came her aunt’s crackling voice. Very firm and very angry. That was from last time Angelynn had formally talked to a Noble girl. Angie was jerked away and never got to see that girl ever again. Though that person seems nice. They never are!

Angelynn winced mentally and flinched physically before she stormed past him, pushing him to the side with a swift smack on the chest with a tightened fist. The usual way to get rid of unwanted Nobles. But her hand fell limply to her side as her expression slightly settled into worry. Oh! She turned her head to look back at him- eyes wide like pools of sorrow and regret. ”Oh! Are yo-[/b] She was suddenly cut off as Carol pushed her forward with a silent mutter. ’Leave him.’ Angie looked back once again but the crowd of Superior girls and boys blocked her off from all sights of the young man. She sighed, shrugging her shoulders as she headed toward her first class with a look of clear regret of what she did.

Thomas really didn’t do anything to her. It was only a mistake and it wasn’t his fault that he had tripped and landed on her without any warning. She glanced back, trying to find the face of the girl who had tripped him. Tammy. She narrowed her eyes with an angry growl and with that she also found the Nobles picturing away gossiping like the other Superiors. ”She’s going to pay for that at lunch.”[/b] She muttered to herself not caring if anyone heard her or not. Angelynn was definitely popular within all Superiors- always being the one with a fierce personality and always ready to stand up and punish any rebellious Nobles but she herself had her own outlook on the people who adored her. Tammy- ‘monkey see, monkey do’ always following her around, doing what Angie wanted and doing what Angelynn did. Did I really trip someone like that…? She thought with shame as she pondered the time she had been with her aunt and the rest of her posse near the area that separated the Superior from the Noble halves of the town. A noble boy had passed by and just as Tammy had done, Angely had tripped this kid at her aunt’s request. Everyone had laughed and cheered when the young man fell yet what Angelynn didn’t see were the tears that crowded the boy’s amber eyes as he crawled away nearly broken down of pride and respect. Even some of the Nobles had laughed but that stirred up trouble as well and the war continued onward.

I-I didn’t really mean to… Miss Beithera thought as she hung her head in shame and remorse. What have I done…?
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..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

Ooc.//. Muahaha!! Long!! ^^ *ish proud*

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

Thomas was still standing their looking awkward - which he wasn't in reality. He was simply standing in the middle of the hallway because that's where he had ended up when he was brushing off of his coat- which he was still holding over his left arm. He was still contemplating the go to class with Christi. She had more than likely saved him a seat next to her, and that would probably be the last seat left since he was already late. She would stare at him and giggle all session, making him want to be anywhere else but there. "There's always the other class,"

[/color] he muttered quietly to himself. The class he was late for was mostly made up of Nobles - with the Superior here and there, but there was always the other science class. The one made up of all Superiors. Not a single Noble was in that class, they stepped through the door and were immediately glared down - the simple intensity of the glare pushing them out of the room. Tom shrugged. He could handle that easily, it happened to him everyday at home or while he was outside. He nodded briskly, deciding that was what he would do - and plus he had a few extra minutes before he was late to that one.

Though before he could set off toward his - sort of - class, he was suddenly crowded out by a bunch of Superior girls. 'Do they always travel in damn packs?' he asked himself curiously. Of course he wouldn't answer, it was a rhetorical question, and because he didn't hold conversations in his head with himself, most of the time. He was totally surrounded by a group of them, and wouldn't leave yet, he always listened in on the gossip for dear ol' Christiania. Though what else did he hear rather then the group talking about his Christi. He smirked slightly, realizing how furious she'll be when he told her - which would more than likely be tonight. She always came over at night. One of the main Noble alphas making her way deep into Superior city, it made him feel slightly special to know that this girl practically risked her life just to see him. Though she always did, people were used to the shiny blue Lexus pulling into his drive every night, and the blonde-haired girl leaving the house with him the next morning. That's when he would tell her the gossip about her. 'Maybe I should take a photo of her expression, it would be good to show Tris and Massie,' he thought as he got that spacey look on his face again.

It then dawned on him slightly that he had become the center of attention of the group of girls. He smiled one of those signature Anderson smiles. Tom then realized who the girl he had ran into was. Angelynn Beithera. Bad move there. One of the alpha superiors - Christi was definitely going to run him over with her car tonight, definitely - if she heard he had tripped and landed in her lap. He shook his head slightly, trying to conjure up a defense against her accusing glares. But then he was pushed aside in the chest - rather hard actually. He didn't really move much, just pushed side-ways a bit from the force of her landed her fist on his chest. He was a little shocked that she had done that. Tom has never really spoken with Ang before - mostly sticking to talking to Christi and the few lower(ish) class man of the Superiors who lived near him - but she had seemed so quiet only moments ago, but now she was like, like Christiania actually. Quite a scary thought it was to think that anyone was as bad as Chris. She was the Alpha Omega, pretty much a princess, headstrong, hot-headed, short-tempered, everything that was witch was made of - but oddly enough she was who Thomas was attracted to. An even scarier thought isn't it? He did catch that hint of concern in her eyes though, and the sorrow of her actions. This made him smirk. A Superior Alpha feeling bad for her actions? Interesting.

Though Thomas's thoughts were cut-off when the second bell rang. Brilliant, late for another class. Which technically wasn't true since he wasn't attending the first one anyway. He looked behind him, snickering as he watched all of the freshman and sophomores scampering away into their classes. Then he looked ahead of him once more. All of the hallways had cleared except for the few burn-outs who only attended school, and not class. Not that it really mattered, as long as they stepped through those front doors of the school they were technically in school and in class. His blue eyes darted to the clock on the wall. He still had a minute or so, he could get to class by then, right? Tom set off at a brisk pace only waving and saying a few hellos to some of the Nobles that never attended class. He joined them often, but this semester his mother told him no class, no car - and who wouldn't want to be caught without his car right? Though he could always use Chris's, he wanted his own goddammit!

Then the bell rang again. He muttered a quick curse under his breath as he sped up his pace. Perfect, the doors were in his sight now - and being closed by the teacher. This made him set off at a run. If the door closed to class you couldn't get in after wards unless you had a pass, which Tom unfortunately didn't have. He bolted forward, sprinting forward and catching his foot in the door. The teacher looked up, staring at him - he smirked at her. "Welcome Mister Anderson,"[/color] she said simply, walking away to her desk and chalkboard. Of course she knew he was coming, Professor Locke probably told her ahead of time to expect him to her class, seeing as he had missed his original one. Anderson smiled slightly, stepping into the classroom and closing the door behind him. His baby blue eyes quickly scanned the room, taking in which Superiors were exactly in this class. Dang, Aaron Rhodes was one of the Sup Alphas, and then there was Angelynn Beithera. What were the odds she'd be in /this/ class with five other science classes in the day? He pushed the thoughts out of his head and walked to the empty desk in the back. He didn't look out of place or the least bit awkward, something he gained from living around these people. Tom sat down, taking out a few things and waiting for the teacher to begin talking again. Lecture day, joy.[/blockquote]

thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Once Angelynn had settled down into her usual seat in the middle of the class, crowded over by the many Superiors who wanted to be beside her and all that- the usual. And just like always she ignored them, focusing her attention up at the teacher and the chalkboard. Tammy sat obediently to her right and Carol sat to her left. Behind her was a protective Superior Omega boy and in front of her- by request -was the shortest boy in class to give Angie the best view of the chalkboard and the teacher. Nothing different. Nothing at all but then, the bell rang with its usual high pitched bell that she had gotten used to over the years of being here but it had brought a surprise into the room- a present perhaps.

Oh no…

Angie tensed up slightly to see that it was Thomas Micheal Howell-Anderson once again and instantly, her first thought was: What is he doing here? There weren’t many Nobles out in this class, most afraid because of the dirty looks of the other Superiors. Some afraid of running into Angelynn herself yet some decided to stay, despite the fact that they were constantly stared down when asking a question or each moment of their class-life they would have to expect that they might be the next victim from the Superior Alphas, of which Angely was one. But as Thomas walked in, he didn’t seem to fear anything. Not the glares, not the gossip nor the thought of having to run into her again.

This got Angel to start thinking about why he was hear and immediately, her heart sped up, beating harder and faster. Maybe he’s here for pay back! She braced herself once again yet as he took his seat he looked as if he was just attending a class- which he was doing exactly. Thus, Angelynn relaxed looking around for a few moment. Just as she had thought, the girls began chatting and the boys began glaring, all directed toward she and Anderson. Ugh… She closed her eyes for a few moments going over what she should do next but as Carol tapped her upon the shoulder signaling that the teacher had started writing, her dark black eyes flickered open in alarm. Thus, the day started and just as quick- it ended.

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Angelynn stood at the front of the school, books in hand as she looked out to the streets for her Aunt’s car- well her own car yet her aunt as the driver. She grunted slightly finding that her light blue car was nowhere to be found. Ugh. She better not have crashed it!! Angie could remember the last time she had let her aunt drive her car. When she glanced at it, two of the three wheels were popped, the driver’s door was gone and the back window was broken and shattered. She didn’t know what in the world had happened but she was quite angry and had reaped her anger upon unsuspecting Nobles.

But right now, Angely didn’t know what to think. The day had gone pretty normal expect for the beginning. In class she had answered nearly all of the questions like she usually did- getting praise from the teacher and leaving with many smiles of approval, but during class, her mind was amiss. She couldn’t help but glance back at Thomas from time to time with a stern look- worry and fear hidden in her eyes. For the first time in her whole Superior life she was worried about a Noble! She was worried about how he felt- angry or not. She was worried about how he felt about everyone else. And last, she was worried about how everyone was treating him. Each time someone threw a paper at the back of his head or when she caught sound of someone calling him off as the ‘new kid’ she always wanted to lash out at them in anger. But with Carol’s constant looks of firm determination and Tammy’s eager following she kept her worry down low and hidden and soon enough she had learned to cover the sorrow and sympathy within her to continue on with her usual schedule- tormenting other Noble upon the class who managed to gave her a look or whoever was in her way.

With a sigh, Angelynn sat down upon the grass under the shade of a large tree. Her aunt hadn’t come yet and she didn’t want to stay in school any longer than she already has. Luckily, no one seemed to be around her. All eager to get home and lay down upon their couch. Others chatting about this strange day and some still bickering between the two social groups. What a wonderful place this high school must be- some would think but as they arrived they would soon enough be driven away from the constant fighting and the strange social order. Not really something someone would want to deal with, but hey, it was like a second home!

..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

Thomas made it through first hour, more or less unscathed. There was the occasional paper toss from the inexperienced Superiors, something easily avoided or caught by Tom - but then there were the glares. Seriously, how is it possible for someone to glare at you all hour when they are sitting in front of you? Honestly, the things these Sups go through the make sure you know you’re on their turf! But Tom got this treatment often, living where he did and all - the heart of Sup territory. When Anderson heard the bell he was actually somewhat relieved, not completely though because he did have most of his other classes with the same people. Miss your Noble class and ya' gotta take 'em with the Superiors. Lovely.

The rest of the day passed rather quickly. Glare here, glare there - the usual pretty much. Lunch came and went quickly as well. He only got a short moment to talk to Christi - luckily - but the whole time she babbled on about the new fashion trends on New York and Milan - things he didn't really care all too much about. Though his savior came in the form of Aaron Rhodes - ironic eh? The Superior boy came up to the lunch table, requesting to speak to none other than Howell. Both Christi and Tristen gave him the weirdest look, and both let Tom leave, though not without a good questioning. Then he was there, talking with one of the Alpha Omegas of the Superior pack. Their conversation went pretty swiftly as well. Just the simple talk, why he was in the classes, oh, and of course what happened that made Ang act a little odd. "I dunno anything about that," he said, smirking though. It was clear he was a last resort to Aaron's questioning. The boys departed silently, going to their next classes when the bell rang.

But now it's the end of the day when everyone's gone home. The school it actually quiet, except for the quiet scuffling of a teacher running here or there. A few faded horns could be heard, a simple caution from the parents to tell their kids to move a little bit faster to the car. Everything was actually peaceful at Fairhaven High for a change - scary. Thomas was still there though, only a shadow being seen through the blinds of the vice principal. Apparently his mother had called - his parents would be gone for another week. Brilliant, another whole week at home without his parents - Christi would be happy. He nodded once, swiftly opening the door and back peddling out. "'Kay Mrs. Alexander," he said smiling, "Yeah, I'll be sure to call them when I get home."

[/color] He finished before closing the door and sighing in relief. Why was it authority always made him nervous like that?

Anderson began to walk down the hall way, no making a sound as he went. Stopping by one locker, he pressed his finger to the keypad - and the steel blue door swung open. It may still be high school but everything was updated to the touch sensitive pads and print detections. He put away the book he had been carrying, and grabbed his car keys from the bottom shelf, along with his timescape cell phone. Tom slammed the locker, blinking his eyes as he started down the hallway and out the door. His baby blue eyes scanned the lawn for a moment, only picking up signs of a few girls here and there staying after hours to gossip. Rolling his eyes at the freshmen he began walking toward his Porsche. It was one of the newer models - the ones not out yet. Yes, the perks of having your dad own the company, unreleased models. The top was down, and on the side there was a black streak design. Only when he passed slightly under the shade of the tree did he notice Angelynn. He smirked to himself slightly, pretending to not notice her. But when he got to his car he spoke. "Need a ride?" [/color][/blockquote]

thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Angel nearly jumped in surprise as she heard Thomas’ voice. Apperantly it was directed at her. She had definitely noticed him as he walked toward his fancy car which seemed to be new and high-tech indeed but she didn’t expect him to speak. She gripped her books a bit tighter, biting her lip gently as she tried to think of what to do. ”I don‘t need a ride, Thankyou! Stupid Noble. Don’t even talk to me.” She gave him a firm glare- familiar to most Noble who had run onto Angelynn’s track but that glare slowly melted away as she turned her gaze away. A sort of dirty feeling came over her like just yelling at him like this felt very very wrong. And as the feeling got worse she cast a glance around before looking back up at him, light brown eyes settling into concern and softness. No one seemed to be around- that was good of course for if any other Superior saw her talking again with this Noble, she would surely be the talk of the town the next day.

”Er…I’m sorry.”

[/b] Angelynn took a deep breath then slowly got up, smoothing out her skirt for a moment before looking around cautiously once again. ”I meant. Sorry ‘bout today.” She looked down at her feet and bit her lip once again trying to hold back the strange mix of regret and anger. She couldn’t help but worry about being caught yet she was definitely sorry for pushing Thomas and talking to him like that. It just didn’t feel right at all and she wanted to correct that feeling for sure.

Yet something inside of her, gave a different outlook upon this Noble. Thomas Anderson was definitely different. Much different than most Noble boys for surely if she had pushed them like that, they wouldn’t talk to her at this very moment nor offer her a ride upon a car like that. They would either avoid her or try to get back- both of which she ignored and went on with her life. But this was much different. Thomas had actually returned and talked to Angie once again after all she had done. He had dealt with all the misery of being in a Superior class and he had dealt with her attitude. And with this, sympathy hit her hard and when sympathy kicks in, you gotta do what you gotta do.
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..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

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He finally looked up from his car when she spoke. At her words he raised an eyebrow - curious to the insults. She seemed so fine to talk to him this morning, well, she probably would've been fine if he had talked more. He kept looking at her weird behavior. Looking away and then looking around the area. 'Checking for Superiors?' he thought snidely to himself. Sups, always checking for more of their kind, it annoyed him a bit how they were always looking for backup. But apparently she wasn't, since she spoke again.

"It's fine, I know the pressure of classmates," he said simply. Sure, Thomas was always being pressured by people, but he blew all of those people off. He never listened to peer pressure, and tended to stay out of the fights and wars. Was it really his fault that he was elected into the Noble group because of who his parents were? If allowed he would've chosen no group - though the perks of an Alpha Omega were nice, he had to admit. And then there's the fact that he might never have met Christiania. 'Now would that be bad or good?' he asked himself. The two had gone over this conversation in the past, and he had always found some excuse not to answer. But he shook his head slightly, setting his sight back on Angelynn.

This girl was an odd one she was. One minute she's yelling at him, and the next she's apologizing. He was at a loss for words for once. Though he always had something to say, he rarely spoke, odd eh? Anyway, he decided to restate his question. Maybe after the apology she was in a somewhat better mood and would accept it. "Sure you don't want a ride? It doesn't look like your aunt's coming anytime soon,"

[/color]he said, looking at Angelynn and waiting for her expression and answer.
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thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Angelynn took a deep breath and slowly lifted her gaze up to Thomas’ face. He seemed to have skimmed over her apology and moved on as if she had said nothing and just stared at him the while time. But it seemed like he wanted a true answer. Taking another look around and seeing no light blue car, she shook her head and took a slight step back away from him. ”Er…If it’s ok with you…”

[/b] She then took a few steps forward, waiting next to the door of his car as if asking if it was ok to enter. She really didn’t want to be a burden to this Noble yet it was strange accepting a ride from him- seeing that they barely knew each other. But he seemed pretty nice- to Angel’s point of view and just as she stated over and over in her mind- This Noble’s different.

Angelynn eyed the car again, eyes widening slightly at how shiny and new it looked from the outside and she couldn’t think of how cool it would look on the inside. Definitely a new model of car, yet she didn’t really know what type and really how advanced it was. Not being such a car person, Angie just listened to the gossip between Superior boys and they always seemed to know what they were talking about when cars were in the question. Thus, this gossip helped her from time to time when cars were of the subject.

Yet as Angie looked up at Thomas, shoulders finally relaxing and eyes shining, she hadn’t noticed what was going on a bit of a distance away from both of them. Out of view was that light blue car Angel had been waiting for and like a snake, slithering forward to strike prey, her aunt sat in the driver’s seat, eyes narrowed; mind blown by what she saw. What’s Angelynn doing? Kick that boy! Tell him off! Don’t smile! These were tips she would usually give whenever Angelynn was around yet since they were a bit far off and She was clearly out of view, Angelynn’s aunt decided to stay low and watch what her niece would do in this situation.
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..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

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Tom smirked slightly. So she was like regular girls, ready to take a ride in a shiny car with a guy she barely talked to. But he was merely going to do was her offered, drive her home. They only live a few houses a part, it's not that hard of a deed really.

He clicked his car keys, both front doors sliding back in unison. Thomas slid into his car, the motion censors in the seat closing his door for him. He put the key in the ignition, turning them a bit to drive mode. Then as Angel was getting in the car he pressed a few buttons that determined his start of speed, and the temperature of the car and what not. Since the seats were black leather and it was hot out - like usual - in Fairhaven, he went for a cooler setting, and set the speed to his normal one, seventy mph.

"Ready?"

[/color] he asked her. It was more of a rhetorical answer, but he knew she'd more than likely answer it answer. He pushed down on the gas pedal, the engine revving to life within second and bursting the car forward at seventy-five miles an hour. Yup, going that fast and not even bothering to buckle his seat belt, bad Anderson. The boy smirked a bit more, proud of his car. Who wouldn't be? It was a Porsche Guardian, not being released to the US for another four years. The purring engine - yes it purrs - the only sounds are the wins buffeting gently off of the sleek silver paint. Then it was gone. Within ten minutes they were at Thomas's house, parked and stopped. "Home,"[/color] he muttered as he clicked the buttons again to open the doors to the car.

He stretched a bit as he got out, actually remembering to grab his jacket this time - for once. He touched a small motion sensitive panel next to the car door's frame, and the door closed. Tom sighed a bit, always when he used the car it was over too fast - unless of course he was taking a trip somewhere out of Fairhaven, but that only happened when Christi decided she needed to new outfit that some fashion line just put out, but the stores in Fairhaven didn't have it. Or when Thomas got bored and called some Nobles up to go to a party or concert that would normally not include anyone from Fairhaven without Tom's connections. Then after making the way to the front of the car he remembered Angelynn. "Sorry about not stopping at your house first, the car's hell for the stop and go type of thing,"[/color] he said, grinning. "Thanks for letting me drive you home though,"[/color] he said before turning around.

The place was a real mess at the moment - at least on Superior terms. The gardener wouldn't be coming for another few days, making the lawn not completely neat and the flowers with weeds in the bed. Not to mention the open and empty garage that would normally have housed his parents' cars, but they were still off on their third honeymoon. And then there was the area next to his Porsche where the dark blue Lexus Millenia would be parked within the next few hours. He sighed slightly, realizing that for those few hours he'd have to clean before Christiania arrived. 'Brilliant,' he muttered to himself before starting toward the front door. [/blockquote]

thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Angelynn’s eyes widened in surprise as just as the ride started the ride ended and they were at the front of Thomas’ house. Fast! She slowly stepped out shaking her head gently. ”Its ok, Thomas. It’s not really that far.” Her eyes lifted forward as she searched for her house- knowing that it really wasn’t that far and from here she could definitely see it. Yet something was wrong among that familiar white house, green yard picture. There was a missing blue car that was suppose to be parked upon the front of the garage. Hmm? She cast a glance back at Thomas suddenly gasping in surprise as she spotted that shiny blue surface and that familiar dark glare that belong to her one and only aunt.

”Oh no…”

[/b] She muttered taking a few steps back before turning around and sprinting toward the house. ”Er, sorry, Tom. I gotta talk to you later!”[/b] She called out nearly out of breath; arm waving. Gotta get home…gotta get home… Angie knew only one place where she could get away from her aunt and keep herself from getting into big trouble: her room. There she always locked herself up when she or her aunt was angry and there either of them could cool down so they could talk about the problem. I don’t think she saw me yet… She thought franticly, her books quickly pushed up against her side. Yet before she knew it her aunt appeared upon the right side of the house, waiting anxiously for her.

Angely let out a yelp and fell backwards, papers flying and books scattering. Now she didn’t know what to do. Her aunt was waiting at the house ready to yell, her room was probably now out of access and she would definitely be scolded at now for more things than one- yet she knew they all had to do with Thomas and the Nobles. She shook her head and backed up a bit, still sprawled along the ground. Her arms began searching for the papers around her as she tried to gather them back up yet her eyes kept focus upon her Aunt who was creeping out of her blue car, eyes both meeting. Oh please…no…
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..\\Hate me, Love me. My decisions are chosen}}//

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Clean. Clean. Clean. That was all that was on Tom’s mind as he stepped up to the front door and slid the keys in the lock. Yes, Cleaning. If the house wasn’t the exact same as Chris left it when she gets back, she was gonna throw a fit, a bit fit at that. So that’s what he had to do, clean, because the house definitely wasn’t as clean as it was when Christi left. Thomas had practically tore it apart looking for Dash. The house was literally torn apart in a way, the pillows were all over the place, not to mention how messy his room had become. But there was a simple solution to that, not let her in your room. Perfect. ( xD ) The oddest – and possibly funniest – of everything was that all of that had taken place only roughly ten minutes after the blonde girl had left. Shocking. But then his attention was turned away from his thoughts of cleaning – hallelujah – when Angelynn spoke again. He turned his head a bit, catching her running off from the corner of his eye. ’What the?’ Was his only thought as he watched her suddenly stop and fall. There had to be a reason for this, so he turned around more, his eyes drifting to the blue car. ’Dang, Ang’s aunt!’ Everyone knew her aunt wasn’t the nicest – to anyone but the Alpha Superiors, not even to Angelynn some of the time. Tom could occasionally hear her yelling from /his/ house.

It only took a few seconds for the boy to start towards her. He soon got to where she was, relieved that her aunt hadn’t noticed her yet – or that’s how it appeared. The blonde-haired Alpha leaned down on one near, beginning to gather up the girl’s papers and books that had scattered when she fell. He only looked up at her once, and that was only to get his point across. ”Stand up already!”

[/color] he hissed, his baby blue eyes locking with hers for a moment. He continued picking up the rest of the books and papers, then stood up. He looked at Angelynn – his eyes darting to the vehicle for a moment. Thomas then lightly grabbed her shirt sleeve, pulling her along as he walked back toward the front door. What was he doing? Saving her ass pretty much. If he aunt caught her getting a ride from a Noble Alpha, she’d flip to Pluto and back.

When he got to the door he turned the key, the door clicking open and swiftly swinging open and stopping against the wall. Tom let go of Angelynn’s shirt and walked in himself – still holding her books. ”Get in and close the door,”[/color] he said simply as he called from the living room. He placed the books on the coffee table, looking around at the partially messy living room. ’What the hell am I gonna do?’ he thought to himself. Now by having Angelynn hide out here for a little while he’d have less time to clean. Not to mention how big of a fit Christiania would throw if she came while Angel was here. Yikes. She wouldn’t even care about the mess then. He shook his head, banishing these thoughts. Ang would be gone before Christi even got here.

OOC,[/color] Gosh, so short. And sorry ‘bout the minor powerplay. >.< And also I hope I gave you enough to work off of.
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thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Angelynn let out a faint yelp as she fumbled onto her feet, eyes still focused upon her aunt who seemed to get closer and closer toward them from the house. Yet before she knew it she was nearly being dragged along by Thomas. But at the moment, he mind didn’t seem to be working. All was just clouded over by the thought of her aunt pounding over here and punishing both of then. At that moment, she realized that she was inside the house and that Thomas would be in BIG danger if her aunt found her here. But where else would Angel go? There was no where to run. No where at all. No where that no one else could get hurt if her aunt found out.

Flinching at Thomas’ firm command, Angie follow in suit, quickly shutting the door and swiftly padding over to Tom. An angry look slain across her face. ”You know I didn’t need saving, Tom.”

[/b] She growled, grabbing her books. That familiar old personality returning- yet still held back by something. The urge to call him by his social class hung upon Angelynn’s tongue as she closed her hand into a fist. ”Of my aunt finds out I’m here, I’m gonna be more dead than ever! And You!! You’re going to be in just as big of a mess as I am!” Angely shook her head and plopped onto the couch, eyes focused down upon the ground with a grunt.

Her anger bubbled inside of her as she glared at Mr. Anderson. She was angry at him for hiding her away. She was angry at him for having been nice enough to offer her a ride. And she was angry that he had brought her here. This all mixed inside of her. She bit her lip, holding back another angry insult. Pretty soon her aunt would be here banging upon the door- if she had seen her of course. And then they would be in an even bigger mess. Angie closed her eyes and began rubbing the side of her head, whimpering gently. ”No, No, No, No, No…Please…Don’t let Auntie find me…Please don’t let her come here. Please Please Please Please Please!”[/b] She pleaded clutching her books even tighter than before.

Stupid, Thomas!! This all seemed to be leading up to him- the cause of all her problems or so it seemed. Why’d he have to butt into my life…that that… ”Stupid Noble!!” Eyes flickering open, it came. All her anger and all her instincts that had been built up from being in that same school in so long. Instincts she had gotten from her aunt and the instinct of be yelled at or yell. ”I was fine all by myself!! I didn’t need a stupid Noble to just come in and ruin it all! And now my aunt is coming, you’re in trouble and I feel sorry for it!!!”[/color] She closed her eyes once more, straining to keep herself from crying and yelling out loud. Now all Angelynn could do is worry. Worry that her aunt might have seen her and worry that both of them would be dead in the next few minutes.
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Thomas raised an eyebrow at her behavior, only one thought going through his mind. ’She’s back again.’ He didn’t know what type of thought it was. Simply a statement of what was happening, or maybe a sigh-like statement that wasn’t all so great. Either was he didn’t know. Tom took a step or two back, falling down into his dad’s leather chair. It was comfy – if you ignored the alcohol stains of course. Yes, alcohol stains. Michael Anderson may be the owner of Porsche, but he was still an alcoholic, nothing had ever changed that. He then looked at Angelynn, his blue eyes piercing into hers. ”It looked like you needed some saving to me. And don’t deny it, you know you’re afraid of your aunt,”

[/color] he said simply, leaning against the arm of the chair to look at the girl better. ”And besides, it’s better this way. When you’re ready to leave you can go home and when your Aunt asks tell her you were at one of your Alpha friends houses, they’ll cover for you if your Aunt asks – Won’t they?”[/color] he said, not really sure if they would or not. He knew his buddies would if he ever got into trouble like that, but would hers? On the nights when he went out with Tris or Chris and came home a few hours late, he’d always say he was at Davie’s or Terry’s houses – the boys always covered for him. Hell, Christi’s older brother even covered for him once.

Thomas blinked his eyes, leaning back in the chair. He had to think that through a bit, how exactly would she explain that. He became quieter then as she let loose, yelling and screaming the whole time. Tom just looked at her, raising his eyebrow a little bit as she continued. Then she stopped, and he decided to begin to speak – almost positive she was done now. ”Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine,”[/color] he said simply, beginning to smirk. He would be fine, he knew it. And besides – he had Dash to protect him. The almighty Dash would protect him of course – if she could get her lazy butt off his bed that is. He shook his head slightly at that, picturing his smaller-than-normal lanky princess clawing Angelynn’s aunt. He could actually picture that – Dash may be his princess, but she was no sweet heart, by a long shot no sweet heart. The sleek feminine took after Christi. ”We’ll find some sort of better excuse – better at least then you looking guilty the whole time”[/color] he said, implying on how she fell when she saw her aunt. Hmm, he was still pondering the Dash thing. A cat, being like Christi – priceless.

Speak of the devil. A knock came on the door – the back door. Tom blinked slowly, watching as his cat slithered out of the hallway – making a run for the kitchen and back door. ”Damn,”[/color] he muttered, standing up rather angrily. He followed the black feline, clenching his fists slightly. He walked into the kitchen, toward the glass doors seeing a blonde girl playing with the cat through the glass. She then noticed him, and stood up – smiling and waving. Thomas groaned slightly, now extremely horrified with his actions. He walked over to the doors, pressing a button and they slid open. ”Hi Tommy!”[/color] the voice said, smiling sweetly. She then walked in – the door closing behind her – and kissed the boy lightly on the cheek. ”Ready to go?”[/color] This made him raise an eyebrow. Go? Go where? ”Err,”[/color] he began, but was cut off from an amused look on Christiania’s face. ”Go to the movie premiere silly! Ya’ know, the one you got tickets to in New York tonight,”[/color] she said. This was a shock – usually for those things Chris was dressed up and ready to go. But she was merely in jeans and a t-shirt, making him feel out of place by still wearing his school uniform. ”You seriously forgot? Tom its programmed into your phone!”[/color] she said, bewildered that the boy had forgotten about this. She had been planning it for weeks, and he just forgot! She raised an eyebrow, positive that something was wrong here. Christiania gave him a somewhat hard look, staring into his eyes. ”Sorry! I have it shut off,”[/color] he said, grinning sheepishly. ”But you never have your phone off! Tom, what’s going on? Is something wrong?”[/color] Wow, the Alpha of the Nobles – actually sounding innocent and confused, but only with her Tommy of course. Tom sighed slightly, wondering what to do now. Christi was here, and Angel in the living room. What next, Angelynn’s aunt storming down his door?[/blockquote]

thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Lowering her head and letting out a slightly sigh, Angie listened quietly to Thomas’ calm words. She didn’t know how he could be so calm at the moment with all her yelling, near sobbing and the thought of being caught by her treacherous aunt. Angelynn herself would have started screaming franticly and stressing to find out what to do- just like she was doing now. But seeing his voice so soft and not at all angry or eager to yell back, it calmed her yet this state of mind only lasted for a few moments until something came through the back door.

Oh no…What now? was all that came to Angelynn’s mind as Thomas rushed to his feet and padded into the kitchen. She tensed once again hearing Christi’s familiar high-pitched movie star kind of voice found in most Alpha girls. Angel listened a bit. Her eyes wide in surprise as she tried to stay quiet. Her body squirming each time she heard a faint rustle along the ground. Yet as their conversation continued on, Angie couldn’t help it. She had to hide. If Christina found a Superior Alpha here she would surely be furious. She could definitely picture it. The Noble girl screeching at the top of her lungs while Angelynn took her leave only to run into her aunt.

Speaking of the devil, There was a sudden knock at the door. Firm and hard. The sound immediately traveling through the thin material. Then came that voice… ”Open up!! Open up!! Where in the world is that wretched girl!!” Screamed Emma Danci- Angelynn’s aunt indeed. That strong and deep, adult voice. That familiar ring at each word. That same tang at each syllable. Yep. That was her alright.

Angel jumped to her feet, eyes fired straight at the door, wide with fear. Gotta hide Gotta hide… Backing away slowly, Angely took her leave, silently scrambling into the first door she saw- the closet. Dang…Auntie’s not gonna like this… She closed her eyes, slowly back up once again until she touched the back of the closet. She was surprised it was so big for it took for than two steps to the back wall. Yet once she reached it, she instantly sat down , making herself as small as she could. Now her eyes began to search the room as her aunt continued to bang against the door furiously. ”Open this door, Stupid Nobles!! I know you’re hiding her here!!”

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Angie winced and quickly shrouded herself in a few fallen clothes. Most were from Thomas as she could see and most of the shoes around her were his as well. Although she tried her best to sit as still as she could to rustle up the least amount of suspicion she couldn‘t help but shudder with her aunt‘s next flaming exclamation. ”ANGELYNN!!!”[/b]
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Thomas groaned, to put it as simple as that. All hell was about to break loose. He had a confused and annoyed Christiania on his hands, along with a Superior Alpha who was having a nervous breakdown. At his sound Christi got a stubborn look on her face, pushing rudely past Tom into the living room. It didn’t really matter how rude she was – since she was always rude actually if you think about it – the bad thing was what was waiting for her in that room. But, to Thomas’s surprise, not a noise was heard. Except for the sound of Dash’s claws walking across the tile into the carpeted living room after Christi. Confusion swept Howell. What was happening? Was Christi in such a shock she couldn’t speak? Or was she just waiting to burst – screaming at the top of her lungs at him. It wouldn’t matter if she did, she would just stomp out, leave for a few hours, then come back and apologize because she felt so badly – and of course because she wanted to go to that New York Premiere tonight. She’d just love to gloat to everyone on how she was there at the opening. He blinked his eyes, still waiting for the screaming of his girl. When nothing came, curiosity got the better of this Noble and he took a chance and walked into the room.

What he say was – strange. Christi was lying down on the sofa, her head resting against the arms and her feet barely touching the other arm. It wasn’t that she was short; it was just a long L-shaped couch. Her green eyes were closed, and her hand was gently stroking Dash, who was lying on the girl’s chest. Leave it to Dash to always be there. The sight shocked Tom a bit. What was going on? The better question actually was where the hell was Angelynn? He rubbed the back of his head slightly with his palms. It looked like she had never even been here – even her books were gone. ”What’s wrong?”

[/color] The voice brought him out of his little trance, his eyes darting back to Christiania’s curious looking expression. His hand immediately fell. Not only because of Christi’s question but also because he began to hear a muffle sort of yelling coming from the front door. Apparently she had heard it too, because Dash was now on the arm of the sofa and Christi was about to get up. ”No!”[/color] Tom exclaimed to her, her eyes darting to his face. ”Stay, I’ll get it,”[/color] he said in a more calmer tone – adding a sheepish grin for good measure.

The boy set off at a brisk pace to the door, not even bothering to look through the eyehole to see who it was. He opened to door, seeing Angelynn’s aunt at the doorstep. Then she burst out and yelled her niece’s name, right into the house. This was louder of course, and definitely got Christi’s attention. The blonde girl’s head popped in from around the corner, a confused and curious look on her face. ”Why would she be here?”[/color] she asked, stepping out from around the corner. Her green eyes twinkled with confusion, than they went to Tom’s face. Was he hiding something? Why in the world did Angelynn Beithera’s aunt think she was /here/, of all places! Thomas merely shrugged. Play dumb, it was the best way to go. Besides, she could be out of the house for all he knew. That was it! If only he could send a message to Angelynn to get out now! She could easily sneak out of the kitchen’s door – it led to the backyard – and could walk through the backyards of the people in between them until she got home. She could quickly slip inside with her stuff, and run up to her room. It was the perfect idea, only if the damn girl knew about it though. ’Best time to be telepathic, why didn’t I get that gene?’ he thought angrily. His mother was somewhat telepathic, able to send small messages to others through a mind connection – and of course read others’ minds. Why she always knew when Tom was stealing from the cookie jar. ”Good question, what would make you think that?”[/color] he finally asked Angel’s aunt, hoping she wouldn’t start screaming again. [/blockquote]

thomas michael howell-anderson
honey im gonna make it out alive, so kiss me goodbye

[&&ANGEL]

Angelynn Beithera[.:Angie, Angel, Angely;;~*]]

Trip over love, you can get up again, but fall in love and you can fall forever*~[/center]

Unfortunately, Angelynn’s Aunt had started up once again- frustrated and irritated from their plain and insufficient answers. ”Unacceptable! I saw her come right to this house!!”

[/b] She took a step forward; red faced and all as she raised her voice one more angry level. ”Damnit Angelynn!! Show me where you are!! ANGELYNN!!”[/b] She stormed on before grasping the collar of Thomas’ shirt, holding his face close to hers. ”If you’re hiding that damned girl here, you and the rest of you stupid Nobles will be severely punished for such behavior!!”[/b] She then tossed him off to the side and began searching through the house, flipping and pushinging anything in her way; eyes set to find her niece.

Angelynn winced once again as a set of cussing words began streaming out from her aunt’s furious mouth, set upon her and she only. Ugh… She could only imagine what her aunt meant by ‘punish’. And she knew quite well that what her aunt was thinking was ten times worse than what she was thinking. Dang…I gotta get out… She thought again, eyes narrowing. She seemed to have calmed down a bit now seeing that she wasn’t yet seen or noticed. But as the sound of shuffling papers and objects began to get louder with each grunt, she tensed up for the third or fourth time today. Now she really had to get out of here without being seen. What to do…what to do…? Angel cast a glance around, closing her eyes tight. Come on….

All at once it came over her, a gut feeling in the pit of her stomach and a wave of relief through her body. She got it! Angelynn would slip out and out through the kitchen. It was the perfect plan! Fortunately she had thought of it, no? With a deep breath, Angely slowly opened the door, making sure to make the least amount of noise possible while widening her exit. Book in hand, she slowly crept out, rushing immediately into the kitchen. She didn’t even turn to look at her aunt as she left- only catching a glimpse of Tom. Thanks, Thomas. For all you’ve done. Angelynn thought whilst leaping over a few fences before reaching her house. True, yes she had thought it as if she had a chance of actually sending her message to his mind. Yet she was not telepathic at all. No one in her family was- or so she thought. Either way, she was thankful especially now that she was sitting in her room, window open from where she had entered; books upon her desk. Finally…Home… Her eyes darted out toward a few houses down toward Thomas’s house, catching sight of a red face and clutched fists. ”Auntie’s home…”[/b] Angely grasped her book and began reading casually.

In moment’s notice the door slammed open. Her aunt stood firmly under the entrance with hand still against the cold wood. Yet she stood there- dumbfounded of course. Shock was marked along her face while surprise laid in her clouded eyes. ”Oh, hello, Auntie.”[/b] Angelynn murmured calmly whilst lowering her book from her face. She looked as calm as ever; hair fixed, eyes focused and lips pressed in a thin smile. It looked as if she had been here the whole time. Even her shoes laid in their usual place by the door, socks scattered. The only thing that seemed strange was the book in her hand. The bookmark was set upon a further page in the book yet she was reading a page in the first few chapters. Angel had opened it quite quickly and this had come from it. Luckily, her aunt didn’t notice it one bit, her eyes finally moving as her mind tried to catch up with all these events that had just flashed by.

Angelynn was really here. Here in her bed and in her room, reading quietly. But her aunt just couldn’t put her mind to find a final answer to all of this. She was surely confused. But as she looked down at Angelynn who had now resumed reading- on the proper page now, she gave in to a sigh and rubbed the back of her head. ”Hello, Angelynn.”[/b] She answered back shaking her head back and forth. I’ll sure need an aspirin now…

Angel lowered her book once more. ”Er, why were you yelling back there? Angry at those stupid Nobles again?”[/b] She asked, frowning slightly at her wording. It wasn’t strange that Angelynn had actually figured out that these Nobles weren’t really that stupid, nor all that sinister and evil- the way her aunt puts it. They were actually pretty nice- well, Thomas was and Christi was an exception.

’Er…I was looking for you. How’d you get here?”[/b] Her aunt tensed slightly as her hand curled once again. But Angelynn only shook her head. ’Why would you look for me? I could handle myself, Auntie, I mean, I am 16!”[/b] Angel gave off a soft chuckle before setting her book down and casting a glance around making sure that everything was all in order as her lie came quick and short. ”I took a ride with my friend Carol. You know, the other Alpha Superior?”[/b] She flashed a quick, innocent smile before continuing on. ”And I’ve been here for about 15 minutes….er you know… reading?”[/b] Angelynn shrugged lightly. She wasn’t the best at lying but she was ok with it. Luckily, her aunt had bought it- and with one quick, exhausted smile she exited the room- straight toward the kitchen.

Once the door closed shut, Angelynn gave into a sudden heavy sigh, falling backwards upon the bed. Yes!! She didn’t suspect a thing!! She closed her eyes clutching her book tightly, nearly over flown with joy and excitement. Never had Angely been that scared or that excited in her whole life! And it felt quite exhilarating! Her eyes slowly opened and she cast a glance toward the window hoping that Thomas and Christi were ok. She gave a shrug. They’ll be fine. Now all she needed to worry about was her homework and such; with that, Angelynn jumped to her feet and locked the door with a simple click.
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