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Realistic or Modern Dead Field Trip[Horror RP]

WinterPeach said:
When Jarek questioned Trevor about his injured lip, the look the fellow teacher gave him was unnerving to say the least. Clearly something was wrong. ‘Just fell down and bit your lip…suuuure…’, he thought as a look of confusion formed on his face. He was just about to poke and prod him for a better answer before the Brooklyn children rushed on over. Their rambling questions about supernatural creatures slightly irritated Jarek. There were no such things as mermaids or whatever they were going on about!
With a look of distain and minor irritation, Jarek only half-listened to the children, paying more attention to Trevor’s shaking body. The poor guy looked more like an autumn leaf than an instructor right now. With his colleague distracted by the rambunctious siblings, Jarek looked out the window and carefully pondered what he had asked earlier. ‘Something’s out there…’ Jarek thought to himself, ‘…I’ve never seen him this shaken up. And screaming? I didn’t hear anyth-’ his thought process stopped in its tracks as something white flashed in and out of his peripheral vision. It was only there outside the window for a fraction of a second, but it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.


Soon afterwards, there was a lull in the conversation between Trevor and the Brooklyn children. Maybe Jarek could finally get a word in edge-wise. “Uh, Trevor?” he questioned, poking his shoulder to get his attention, “The thing that you saw…was it white in color?”. His eyes now resembled Trevor’s from earlier: wide open and filled with uncertainty and a touch of fear.
It took Lizzie quite some time to realize that a couple students and a Teacher were piling up infront, she had no idea nor does she even care who it is they're piling on about. Well unless of course they were piling up because Johnny Depp was with them, but then was less likely to happen... Ever.


Lizzie rolled her eyes at the distant conversation going on about another teacher named 'Trevor' who apparently managed to get Blood on his lips.


Lizzie chuckled as she listed to the other teacher speak, what was his name? Jarek was it? Mr. Halvard? A smile slowly crossed her face as she remembered how much that teacher doesn't really like to be called by that.


Then Lizzie decided to stand up and peeked her head towards the small crowd inside the bus. Then she saw Trevor's lips for herself. 'Wow its either he made out with someone that kinky and no one saw... which is impossible especially since everyone here seem to be nosy... Well including me.' Lizzie thought to herself honestly 'Or someone punched him in the face. Again someone should've probably seen that too...'


His face though.... Why does he look like he's seen a ghost? Then Lizzie's head glanced over to Mr. Halvard.... jarek. His face... Almost like Trevor's.


Earlier he was smiling and almost wanted to tease Mr. Busted Lip over here for obviously lying. But now? he looked like he got splashed by cold water. But why so sudden? ugh! Lizzie wanted to scream with all the weird people she's with. Her eyes followed what Jarek was looking at outside the window but saw nothing....


Then Jarek asked trevor regarding what he saw earlier. “The thing that you saw…was it white in color?” before jarek could even hear trevor's responce, she rudely stood in front of him.


"Mr. Halvard?" lizzie waved her hand in front of his face. "Are you okay?" She asked not with concern but with curiosity. After all even she had this unevering feeling since they left the school that something just doesn't seem right. Yep that's it, now she's definitely convinced that the weird feeling she's having might actually have something to do with what's really about to happen....
 
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Adelaide looked up she saw Lizzie, she had observed her and smirked.girl hadn't grown up from high school. Yeah she was a year older, but Adelaide was never truly a kid.She was a naval brat you didn't mess with. She kick your ass from here to Timbuktu. Adelaide ignored the Queen Bee.She turned her attention back to Sam as they talked. He was telling her about his life. "Yeah stupid I know I mean Jesus you really been all those places. "He asks her. In her odd accent which was like Australian, English, and Irish mix she answered. "Yeah mate, been around the world twice."cool places lived in Australia, England and Ireland the longest. Tis where my accent is a mix."Adelaide says. Sam smiles. "Thats awesome, so say something in Irish."He says Adelaide laughed. "Its actually Gaelic and almost a dead language. "She says she shook her head and spoke a few words in Celtic. He looked suprised."oh shit do it again. "He says. Adelaide laughed and just said different words in Australian and Gaelic most of the time.


Irish Ice Queen
 

"The thing that you saw…was it white in color?"


Trevor froze at the mention of white. The image reappeared inside his mind. He was unsure if he should just tell him what he saw or if he should shut up about it. But how could he? Telling him that he saw what he saw and that it disappeared the moment he looked in the other direction would pretty much give Jarek the conclusion that Trevor lost his mind. Hell, he wondered if he really did lost his mind.



He was about to tell him, but then a student appeared out of nowhere and began conversing with Jarek. Narrowing his eyes on her, he tried to remember who she was and in a couple of minutes, he realized it was Lizzie Samuels. However, Trevor really had to tell Jarek something. He had to.



"Miss Samuels, please return to your seat. Mister Halvard and I must talk about," he paused, quickly thinking about something to say, then says, "the schedule.". He slowly got up from his seat and gently pushed her to the back of the bus. In case she turned around to protest, he was prepared to tell her no and to turn back. He was not getting no for an answer. Then, he returned back to his previous stance, sitting next to Jarek. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Jarek with his blue eyes.



"There is something wrong with this place." he said. "I don't know what it is, but, it gives me a really bad feeling about this trip. But we can't tell anyone. Not even Evelyn. She would get super angry on us and will just say that we are finding excuses to drop off the trip. The only way we going back is in seven days, when we go home.". He rose from his seat and looked around, hoping no one is listening to them, then descended down into his seat. "For the first time in our lives, we must watch over the students. Very. Carefully." he looked Jarek dead in the eye. "Okay?" he then asked him.



He wasn't sure if Jarek would believe him or not, but telling him this was relieving, like a stone was lifted up from his chest and he could breathe better for the time being.

 
Lizzie knew it was rather useless to argue with Mr. Trevor who kept pushing her towards the back part of the bus where a lot of other students who she had no interest in conversing was was sitting. Her heels clicking against the Bus in each step, once Trevor seemed to be satisfied with the distance she placed Lizzie in he quickly turned around to talk to Mister Halvard. She stomped her feet, her heels clicking louder catching the attention of half the student inside the bus. "What?!" she nearly yelled to the one's who took a peek at her.


She kept her eyes on the two Teacher' who were talking. They were worried about 'something'. Probably something she's also worrying about. Could something really be wrong? Could something actually go wrong with what only seem to be a fun field trip for students and faculties? Lizzie's thoughts raced on till she heard that girl with the weird accent again trying to impress that cute guy she was sitting next to with some Gibberish Language. What was her name again? Madeline? Adelaine? Adelaide? yep, it was Adelaide. "Weirdos" she commented loud enough probably for her to even hear.
 
Esme hummed a song under her breath, sketching a crucifix in her journal. She wasn't sure whether to protect herself from evil or embrace the darkness and become evil. She'd like to be evil. Blaze claimed to be evil and when she looked down, she saw he was drawing a rather angry looking pentagram. The name Trevor Davies was scrawled in the centre.


"You've got to be kidding me." Esme sighed, "Blaze, you don't actually know how to curse anyone. You're being ridiculous."


"Well, help me then!" Blaze snapped, "You've read all about witches and stuff."


"Blaze, I- quiet." his sister ordered, leaning forward in her seat.


"What-?" She slammed his journal shut on his fingers and he winced.


"Shut up, the teachers are talking. I'm trying to listen." Well, that was the first time Esme had said that in her entire life.


"Something's definitely going on!" Blaze declared, eyeing his sister suspiciously, "You never listen to anybody! Not even me-"


"I SAID: SHUT UP!" Esme shouted at him. He looked her dead in the eye.


"Easy." Blaze deadpanned, "Are you trying to learn?" His sister ignored him, staring forward. She attempted to listen for a few more seconds before sighing.


"I can't hear anything over the foriegn show off and the drama queen." Esme said, "Forget it." She looked back down to her journal and continued to doodle.
 
Lucy currently sitting in her seat pulls out her lighter and burns the two notes the twins gave her, watching them burn slightly while staring blankly at them. Alexander slightly worried for his sister quickly sits by her, leaving Bryan on his own for a moment. "Hey Luce! What's up, what's wrong, tell your big older brother." He said and smiled a bit as she sighed and leaned against him. "Why does nobody like me...?" She asked softly after throwing away the notes. Lex blinked as he held her. "What do you mean? Your extremely likeable..." "Then how come no one has asked me out?" She asked sadly. Lex sighs softly and rubs her shoulders. "You just need to find the right guy." He said while giving her half a smile. "Besides, dating is a bit overrated."
 
Lucian grew bored with staring at the old metal ceiling of the cramped bus; he began looking around at the people's faces around him. He could smell the scent of ashes in the seatAlexander sat an aisle in front of him, along with his little sister. Out of curiosity, Lucian took out an earbud and turned the music down slightly so that he could eavesdrop. Lucian's eyes sparkled a bit at his silvery voice and at the mention of 'finding the right guy.' His eyebrow perked up for a second from his next statement. This would be more difficult than he could imagine. Lucian finally made the decision to put his scheme into action, the only thing holding him back being the patronizing voice that often dissuaded him.


Jeremy emerged from the folding doors last, a familiar smile plastering his face. He had spent his time during the small break horsing around with the other students. A handful of them decided to dog-pile on him right in the middle of the grassy field. Jeremy giggles slightly at the pleasant thought before seating himself across Trevor and Jarek.


"So what's crackin'?" He enthused with a brightly lit smile. The seriousness of their faces caused this light smile to dim ever so slightly. He felt like he was intruding in a private conversation but he just shook it off. "Oh my bad." He says scratching the back of faux-mohawk.
 
Lizzie rolled her eyes and started walking back towards her seat, she passed by a couple of students. Some with familiar faces, some she had no idea who they were nor is she interested in knowing. She gave the two teacher's who were talking a one last glance before scoffing annoyingly and shaking her head in disapproval. At least they should've shared it to the Students, if not at least to her! She knows at least she deserved to know.


She scanned around the bus seeing a lot of 'Pairs' "If this people aren't couples... then they are definitely siblings." She leaned her head towards the chair in front of her where two people were sitting next to each other. She bit her lip as she tucked her light brown perfect hair behind her ears so she can eavesdrop on their conversation much better... After all she had nothing better to do at the moment.


"You just need to find the right guy."


Lizzie managed to catch on.... "Yep, definitely siblings." She whispered to herself with a assuring nod before continuing on sticking her nose in their conversation.


"Besides, dating is a bit overrated."


The older brother added... That's when Lizzie catched on- on their conversation. "Ooooh... I get it. Little sister looking for love huh? Well then let me help." Lizzie quickly rised up from her seat and stood in front of the two Siblings on the bus aisle. Her hands on her waist, her head giving a little tilt to the left making her curls follow her motion. "What's your name sweety?" Lizzie asked rather coldly to the girl but with a smile that only she can seem to pull off, then her eyes quickly moved to her rather cute brother and gave him a 'NOT BAD' look.
 
Lucy blinked slightly as the Queen Bee herself popped up from the seat behind them then into the aisle. "Uhm... Lucy..." she said softly while glancing up at the girl before looking away since she did not want this girl to get angry at her. Especially since she had seen this girl get angry before and it had not been pretty. Lex grinned a bit, wearing his usual quirky smile that made his dimples show. "See Luce? She'll help you out." He said while leaning back in his seat and stretching a bit.
 
Lizzie wanted distraction. The lingering feeling of Darkness, that something was about to go wrong got worse and worse as each minute pass by.


This will probably help her ease up the heavy feeling.



Quickly she shook it off and gave
Lucy an assuring smile. Ok she was no where near concern with this girl


or nor does she even like her. But her brother? Yes.



"Yeah you know what. I will."
Lizzie said with a smile as she kept her eyes on lucy, scanning her taste of clothes, smelling her perfume brand, and her shoes choices. Not bad, But definitely needs a lot of improving.


A smile grew on Lizzie's lips. She could definitely use a new Pose' for this trip. And this girl will definitely do.



'Okay Lizzie. Act like you care.' She noted herself mentally and quickly held out a hand for Lucy.


"Come. Let's talk." Without even waiting for Lucy's response she took her arm and yanked her towards her seat.


"Lucy right?.... Tell me. Wanna be friends?" Lizzie asked cheerfully as if she was truly sincere her smile wide and pretty.
 
Adelaide watched her with a flare. She went to go hit her when Sam held her back.


"woah woah feisty pants the girl doesn't deserve a Military beat down. You will send her to a hospital if you go after that girl. Trust me this is for ger safety not yours." Sam says. She had told him of her dad training her and her Naval back ground. Naval brats were not ones to be messed with he knew that first hand.Sam ran a hand through his hair and held Adelaide back till she calmed down. Adelaide sat back with a sharp look the queen bee's direction. Adelaide cursed her under breath in Gaelic. She say back and looked out the window. Sam sighed.


"So, mind if we share the seat the rest of the way."he asked her.She shook her head to say she didn't care. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.he grabbed his pillow and layed on herm Adelaide gave him a small look and slapped him gently.


"Really?"She asks.


"Ow me cheek, I am wounded."he said. Adelaide laughed.She shook her head and leaned on the window him leaning on her. She closed her eye's. Adelaide wanted to go home then again if this was like a scary movie the bitch would die first.


Irish Ice Queen
 
Lucy bit her lip slightly as she glanced at her then at the back of her red headed friend, Jackie who was sitting with Bobby. "Uhm sorry... But we don't know each other well enough to be friends... Plus... You aren't exactly the kind of friend I need..." She said softly before getting up and going back to sit with her brother. Lex watched them and blinked slightly. "Oh well... I'm glad you tried Luce." He said and grinned before waving at Bryan. "Bryan! Over here Ry!" He said as the slightly older boy looked up and made his way over. "Ello mate." He said and gave a cheeky grin.
 
"I wish I had my PSP." Blaze muttered, "Then, I could finally finish Corpse Party- The Anthology- Sachiko's Game of Love Hysteric Birthday 2U." He sighed, or perhaps inhaled because he'd used up all his breath in that sentence.


"That's a dumb name." Esme commented, simply, "I want to go home." She pressed one hand to the window, staring outside, "I want to go home and check that the stash of dead bodies in my closet haven't decomposed yet."


"Well, seeing as we're stuck here..." Blaze said, "We might as well figure out why Davies is so spooked. Let's go over the information. He was shaking. His lip was cut. He's paranoid and nervous. He denied that mermaids exist."


"You're not still pinning this on mermaids?" Esme raised an eyebrow, "Seriously?" Her brother was silent for a moment, fiddling with the strap on his leather glove. He shook his head.


"I don't think it can be mermaids." he admitted, sheepishly, "You were right, Esme. Just don't rub it in, okay?"


"Fine. So... That crosses mermaids off of our list." Esme said, drawing a line through her list of ideas that she'd written- and illustrated with crudely drawn pictures.


Possible explanations:


Ghosts



Demons



Vampires



Faeries



Witches



Wizards



Gods



Fallen angels



Hybrids



Werewolves



Mermaids




"We must investigate further, Sherlock." Esme said, in a clearly faked British accent.


"Agreed, John." Blaze nodded, in an equally terrible accent, "There could be a haunting or something."


"Sherlock, you sound awfully American today. Whatever is the matter?" Esme mocked.


"Shut your trap, John." Blaze snapped.
 
Lizzie scoffed and shook her head as she leaned on her sit while folding her arms across her chest.


Did that girl just deny her offer of
'Fake' Friendship?! Lizzie couldn't believe it.


"Well that's a first..." She whispered to herself. It took her a few more minutes before everything escalated to her.


After a while she found herself looking out the window... Everything was green. Tree's, grass, bushes....


"What the-" Lizzie leaned her head closer to the window and squinted her eyes. Its a figure... Of a little-


Lizzie's eyes grew wide, her mouth ready to scream but she can't seem to find her voice. She wanted to yell so loud but just can't...


Her lips started shaking, is she just seeing this? or is that actually there.



"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Lizzie let's out a loud shrill scream getting everyone's attention.


This was what she saw:






 
Both of the Brooklyns were on the alert immediately.


"What is it? Did you break a nail?" Esme said, leaping to her feet. Her brother scrambled over to her to get to the girl and they ended up in a heap on the floor.


"Was it a mermaid?!" Blaze demanded, hopefully. He untangled himself from his sister and reached the girl- what was her name? Izzy or something? He looked her over. She looked scared but okay. Damn. He glanced out of the window. Nothing.


"Was it a mermaid?!" Blaze repeated, in case she hadn't heard, "Please say yes!"


"Don't encourage him." said Esme, getting up and racing over, "What did you see?!"
 
Was that real.... Was that actually there? Lizzie blinked a few times, still not aware that two students who were apparently siblings


was asking her questions over and over again. She can feel her heart beat so fast that it seems like it'll pop right out of her chest at any moment.


She glanced at the boy, then to the girl. What on earth were they on!? Did he just say Mermaid?!


Lizzie finally managed to snap out of it, normally she'd say something rude to this two but right now she was just too scared. And besides, mermaid? In the middle of a forest? ugh not likely.


"A girl....." She said as her chest raged up and down. "A Little Girl..." She repeated in assurance. She was really there... And lizzie was sure.
 
Adelaide and Sam jumped at her scream"Jesus marry Joseph for fuck sake it is just a nail. "She said.She was annoyed and then the queen bee said it was a girl and Adelaide laughed."we finally cracked the queen bee, she gone bonkers. "She said


Sam chuckled. "Yeah well it was bound to happen. With her nose all the way up there."Sam said. Adelaide laughed and shook her head."maybe the air was to thin up there."She said to sam. Sam laughed and smirked.


Irish Ice Queen
 
"Was she wearing a red dress?" Blaze asked, a little disappointed that it wasn't mermaids. He'd got his hopes up for a second there.


"Sachiko would not be out here in the middle of a forest." Esme said, knowing exactly what her brother was thinking. Again, he looked disappointed. But he began to work his way down the aisle.


"Blaze! Where the hell are you going?!" Esme demanded, watching her brother climb out of the bus. She could see him out of the window now, running around in circles. She knew that determined look on his face. He might as well write "SACHIKO, WE BEG OF YOU" on his forehead in permanent marker. It was so obvious that he was looking for the ghost/demon/witch/whatever girl.


"What an idiot." she said, watching her brother looking around. She saw him flip open his journal and write something down.


"I can't believe I missed the chance to sight a real ghost..." Esme sighed.
 
Lizzie couldn't believe what this two were rambling about. That maybe even weird is an understatement for this two.


Why want to see a real ghost for yourself?! Why think mermaids would be out in the middle of a damn forest?!


If only lizzie wasn't so dumbfounded right now she probably have already protested against this two 'Nut case'


"we finally cracked the queen bee, she gone bonkers. "


Lizzie heard the foreign show off speak, loud enough for her to clearly hear. Bonkers?! What if she saw that thing for herself, what the hell would be she saying huh!? Lizzie tightened her knuckles in anger. Her perfectly manicured nails pinning through her palm.


"B*tch what did you say!?" Lizzie stood up probably surprising the girl in front of her. Her eyes locked on Ms.Foreign show off from the other side of the bus.
 
Adelaide cracked her neck and looked over at her.


" sorry was I not speaking English or is the air to thin your world for you to get enough oxygen to here me. I said your Bonkers, A nutter, crazy. Any synonym you want you choose."Adelaide said with a smirk. She knew she could kick this girls ass to the curb any day.Sam stood." Okay woah chill you two Lizzie for your own protection I would back off."He says.Sam stood between them. More for Lizzies protection then Adelaide.


Irish Ice Queen
 
"For satan's sake..." Esme shook her head, "Shut up." She was not getting caught up in girl drama. She went back to her seat and sat down, watching her brother out of the window.


Considerably colder. A sure sign of ghost activity. Blaze was writing, pacing around outside. Because it was colder now. He adjusted his jacket before continuing to look around. No signs of water or mermaids anywhere nearby. There was no signs of ghost girls anywhere. No creepy dolls, no ghost children, no scissors, no fire. Nothing interesting at all. Except for the sudden drop in temperature.
 

He waited patiently for Jarek to say something, but before Trevor could hear it, Jeremy appeared. Trevor laid his eyes on him as he entered the conversation with a friendly and positive breeze as Trevor always remembers him to do. But when he apologized, Trevor immediately thought Jeremy got the wrong idea and as he opened his mouth to defend him, someone screamed. Remembering the voice earlier, Trevor who screamed, but the reason why she did it was unknown.


When he emerged from his seat to take a better look at the situation, he saw the Brooklyns siblings already on the scene. Excusing himself and passing the other two teachers, Trevor noticed how Blaze stormed out of the bus with lighting speed. Stepping aside to allow Blaze room to maneuver, he made sure not to lose eye contact on the back of the bus. Before he continued to move closer towards the newly founded group, Evelyn jumped inside the bus, shocked.



"What happened?" she asked. "I heard screaming."



"Evelyn, I think its time to move on. Get the kids back inside the bus." Trevor told her when he turned to face her. But Evelyn remained there, unmoved by Trevor's request, with worry on her face. "Evelyn," he sighed, "I can take care of this. Just go.". It took a couple of seconds before Evelyn nodded her head and got out of the bus, yelling to the students outside to come back to the bus.



At least he could still manage the situation after what he saw. But that would be put to the test as he heard more yelling. A fight was getting ready and Trevor wouldn't let that happen.



"Hey!" he yelled at them. "Both of you calm down! What happened? Lizzie, why did you screamed? Are you injured?" he pointed at Lizzie, then pointed at Adelaide. "Adelaide, did I ever told you that if you don't stop picking on fights, there would be consequences?". He looked her dead in the eye, with a very serious face.

 
Adelaide gave him a dark look. As he told her to stop picking fights.


"She saw some ghost girl and why do I get in trouble, I didn't even start anything. Girl can't take a joke." Adelaide says. Sam grabbed Adelaide and pulled her away.


"sorry Mr.T Adelaide has gone temporarily insane, she needs a nap."Sam pushed her for the bus.Sam had a hand slapped over her mouth."once again so very sorry. She just cranky needs sleep."He says. Adelaide bites him. He jumped back."ow she bit me."He says"Look Mr.T I dont pick fights they just happen."Adelaide says. Sam stood next to her to hopefully keep her in check. But how do you keep a wave on the sand. Girl was on fire and very feisty, under her pretty face was rage and fight.


Irish Ice Queen
 
He could not just leave this place. Not when there that girl might've seen an actual ghost here. Or maybe a demon. Or maybe a witch. One of the three. He glanced back at the bus and could see his sister glaring at him out of the window. Sacrebleu, she had one hell of a glare! He could feel her eyes eating into his nonexistent soul. He sighed and realised that he couldn't argue with Esme's glare. It felt like she was going to stare her to death.


"Alright, alright..." Blaze muttered, closing his journal and getting back into the bus.


"You're still alive." Esme commented, as her brother collapsed into his seat again.


"Yes. I didn't see any ghosts or anything." he complained.


"Me neither. But this trip may be a little more interesting than we anticipated." Esme said, flicking open her compact and peering at her reflection. She was pretty vain sometimes.
 
She was right.... Miss Foreign show off over here was right. If she tells Mr. Davies the reason why he's probably gonna think the same thing.


She knew no one would believe her. So what's the point?



"Nothing... I was just... I forgot a pair of shoe I wanted to bring along..." She lied. Okay, so far this people in here knows she's nothing but a rich girl snob who cares nothing more but shoes. Might as well put that to her advantage, besides. It was slightly true.



Then she turned her head to look at the Brooklyn twins hoping they'll keep their mouth shut about what she saw. Ugh! She knew she should've just shooed the two off. Mermaids? Seriously?






Lizzie gave Miss Foreign show off one last glance with a glare and slowly sat back down to her seat. From her window she saw a number of other students running back inside the bus after Miss Evelyn called out to everyone. Somehow she felt relieved that they were about to leave this area. Because as of this very moment she feels like something is watching all of them out here.... Something that isn't even suppose to be there. And she knew some of the people inside this bus.... Can feel it too.
 

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