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[Asteria]

I have never knew what friendship was, or even love. I moved every year as my dad dragged me with him everywhere after my mother disappeared one day. This will be a new life, a new start for me to recover from her sudden disappearance, my father always told me. We moved to an old simple town from America and since then I can't even get my eyes closed, always seeing my mother in my dreams as she tells me: ''He'll find you and protect you, my love.'' I wake up in horror, sweaty as my cold blue eyes look around the room as my necklace, the only thing she gave me in her life, burns my skin. Tomorrow is the big day, tomorrow will be the first time I will step in my new high school, my new life I could say. I am not excited, nor afraid, just curious. After I move myself in the bed so many times, I finally get the power to get up and prepare myself. I pick out my little black lacy dress, as I get my boots and leather jacket. I slowly kiss my father on the cheek as I run fast out of the flat, as I get into a taxi. ''Find the sun.'' My mind kept telling me. I always had a mark in the form of the moon on my collar bone and I always smiled as a little girl when I mom would tell I will find the sun for it. And here I am, at the gates, starting my new destiny.

 

[cooper0923]

"Thirty-eight, thirty-nine....Forty"


*With a crash to the ground the weights rolled away from him. The light from the sun had just barley started to sneak into throw the garage doors. His breath was heavy as he held it trying to calm it. His hands slowly stopped the shaking, the blood came back to them. He knew he was pushing himself to far again. If he wasn't carful he'd give himself a nose bleed. The bench he was sitting on mirrored the sweat that covered him. He glanced down at his watch. It was just about five thirty. Enough time to get ready for school. The idea made him want to skip again but knew better. If he cut anymore he knew he wouldn't get the references he needed to get into the schools he wanted to attend. He'd have to let his mother pick for him, or worse keep him in this town any longer then he'd have to. It's bad enough to that both his parents shipped him here to begin with. They were to busy to be of any importance to him so they rented this house for him. It was a block down from the only living relatives he had left aside from them. He refused to live with them so his parents made a compromise and let him live alone as long as he followed their rules. He was doing the bare minimum as far as participation but at lease his grades were in the top ten so they couldn't complain to much.


Half hour later he was standing in his bathroom after showering. The mirror was fogged up. He lifted his hand to wipe it away. A pair of light grey eyes looked back. His hair was short and a dark black. He did little effort to run his hands through it to spike the ends a little. He turned the water on to brush his teeth, as he applied the paste it fell onto his right bicep. He looked down and wiped it away. Underneath was his birthmark. It was no bigger then a dime. It wasn't what it was, it was how it looked. The marks crossed elegantly into each other and then spiked at the ends. A little shining star, a little sun. With out another pause he continued to get ready as usual. Dark colored jeans, a low neck henley the color egg shell and pair of ankle high boots. He put his watch back on, a dark colored band with a digital face. It blinked the life to show a message from his aunt.*





"Come and have breakfast with us if you find yourself free this morning, aunt J"


*His face turned softly. She had sent him one of these every morning, and every morning he never responded. His face softened. Maybe.... Then again maybe not. He thumbed the message away as he placed a couple wireless earbuds in each ear walking downstairs. He popped a piece of bread into the toaster and waited. As it came up he downed it in one bite. The heat soothed his throat. He made his way back to the garage. With his keys in hand he opened the door. A jacket was on the hook by the door. He slipped it on with a matching helmet. As the doors fully opened he clicked the doors closed. Just before they became to low he bolted out in a low riding motorcycle. It was sleak and black with the chrome mate to keep it from glaring. Another push of a button and his head phones came to life. A gentle melody played in his mind on his way to school. Maybe one more day of cutting wouldn't be such a bad idea.


As he pulled up he received the same looks he had come accustomed to. This was his second year here and his novelty hadn't worn off yet. He was still the flavor of the week sort of speak. He backed into his usual spot next to the back entrance of the school. The cheerleaders already on the field looking on the football players who had a game later that night. The last practice before facing their rivals. A game the whole down would attend. Exciting, whoopty do. It did present girls however. Use ones in short skirts, so maybe it wouldn't be to bad. Time would tell. It wasn't until he took his helmet off that he saw her. The dress caught the wind just right to make it come alive. It danced just above the knee but dropped again. The music mimicked the flow as he sat into his seat. The bike tilted into a rested position. His eyes didn't leave her until her eyes flickered to him. He was staring. He knew from past encounters his eyes looked intense if he started to long. He shifted down as he put his helmet on the handlebars. When he looked up she had been taken with the crowd. Who was she?*

 

[Asteria]

"Thirty-eight, thirty-nine....Forty"
*With a crash to the ground the weights rolled away from him. The light from the sun had just barley started to sneak into throw the garage doors. His breath was heavy as he held it trying to calm it. His hands slowly stopped the shaking, the blood came back to them. He knew he was pushing himself to far again. If he wasn't carful he'd give himself a nose bleed. The bench he was sitting on mirrored the sweat that covered him. He glanced down at his watch. It was just about five thirty. Enough time to get ready for school. The idea made him want to skip again but knew better. If he cut anymore he knew he wouldn't get the references he needed to get into the schools he wanted to attend. He'd have to let his mother pick for him, or worse keep him in this town any longer then he'd have to. It's bad enough to that both his parents shipped him here to begin with. They were to busy to be of any importance to him so they rented this house for him. It was a block down from the only living relatives he had left aside from them. He refused to live with them so his parents made a compromise and let him live alone as long as he followed their rules. He was doing the bare minimum as far as participation but at lease his grades were in the top ten so they couldn't complain to much.


Half hour later he was standing in his bathroom after showering. The mirror was fogged up. He lifted his hand to wipe it away. A pair of light grey eyes looked back. His hair was short and a dark black. He did little effort to run his hands through it to spike the ends a little. He turned the water on to brush his teeth, as he applied the paste it fell onto his right bicep. He looked down and wiped it away. Underneath was his birthmark. It was no bigger then a dime. It wasn't what it was, it was how it looked. The marks crossed elegantly into each other and then spiked at the ends. A little shining star, a little sun. With out another pause he continued to get ready as usual. Dark colored jeans, a low neck henley the color egg shell and pair of ankle high boots. He put his watch back on, a dark colored band with a digital face. It blinked the life to show a message from his aunt.*





"Come and have breakfast with us if you find yourself free this morning, aunt J"


*His face turned softly. She had sent him one of these every morning, and every morning he never responded. His face softened. Maybe.... Then again maybe not. He thumbed the message away as he placed a couple wireless earbuds in each ear walking downstairs. He popped a piece of bread into the toaster and waited. As it came up he downed it in one bite. The heat soothed his throat. He made his way back to the garage. With his keys in hand he opened the door. A jacket was on the hook by the door. He slipped it on with a matching helmet. As the doors fully opened he clicked the doors closed. Just before they became to low he bolted out in a low riding motorcycle. It was sleak and black with the chrome mate to keep it from glaring. Another push of a button and his head phones came to life. A gentle melody played in his mind on his way to school. Maybe one more day of cutting wouldn't be such a bad idea.


As he pulled up he received the same looks he had come accustomed to. This was his second year here and his novelty hadn't worn off yet. He was still the flavor of the week sort of speak. He backed into his usual spot next to the back entrance of the school. The cheerleaders already on the field looking on the football players who had a game later that night. The last practice before facing their rivals. A game the whole down would attend. Exciting, whoopty do. It did present girls however. Use ones in short skirts, so maybe it wouldn't be to bad. Time would tell. It wasn't until he took his helmet off that he saw her. The dress caught the wind just right to make it come alive. It danced just above the knee but dropped again. The music mimicked the flow as he sat into his seat. The bike tilted into a rested position. His eyes didn't leave her until her eyes flickered to him. He was staring. He knew from past encounters his eyes looked intense if he started to long. He shifted down as he put his helmet on the handlebars. When he looked up she had been taken with the crowd. Who was she?*

''You just have to find the principal office and you'll be safe.'' I tell myself as I finally enter the building. It was full of people, girls and boys of all ages that just bumped into me every second. The walls were a white-yellow that to me looked more like vomit after you drink several shots, the floor was made out of old marble that made a huge noise every time someone stepped on it and the lockers were black and blue. This was my 5th high school and I just hoped it could be the last. My dad told me he hopes that too and that he can control his company from this small town.


People stared at me like I was a model on a stage that just broke her leg, but I got used to it in my old high schools. I got out as fast as possible my earphones and plugged them in so I could avoid all the sounds around me, any pervert comments or any rude remark.


I kept thinking about the guy that stared at me while I was outside, or maybe he didn't even stare at me, maybe he was looking for someone. He seemed the problem maker with that black shiny motorcycle and his rebel look, I am sure he was known around here and every single girl waited secretly for him to get into her pants. Gross, why do i think about that? My mark became a little red around the edges after he stared me, making my skin burn as I try to calm it with my cold hand.


I looked around the hallways like a lost kid that lost his mother at the mall. The bell rand and everybody rushed to their classes as I was left alone in the middle of the hallway. ''Great.'' I mutter to myself as I keep looking at the classrooms doors, hoping that I would just bump into the one I need.


''Can't they just put someone at the entrance to help the new stupid kids?'' I say again, this time a little bit louder as I try to tie my jacket around my waist, still walking on the hallway.


((Seems that I can't answer to your message that says that is not open to any more replies. I'll put here what you asked me: Hm, about the background of our threat. Our enemies are called the ''Dark'' mostly a gang formed out of Erick, Jace, Nicole and Alan and they attend our high school. Their parents were the enemies of our parents, and now they came for revenge. My mother was the old leader of the ''Light'', and your dad was the leader of the army that protected her just like your mother, and from here it comes the idea that you are my protector. All of us have a little bit of supernatural powers that could be evil or good, it depends from what gang you are. Here you can pick your power, and for the other 4 that we would use in our rp later, I will try my best to find their powers with your help! ^^ In case you have any more questions just send me more messages, I am sure I could answer them after I make 24h on this site.))

 

[cooper0923]

*The first period bell started to ring calling everyone to class. He was still outside on his bike, holding his helment infront of him. His eyes squinted at his reflection.*





"You look great, dont mess with your hair" Called out Michelle. She was a old flame from a year ago. She was cool in the fact that after they broke things off they could still talk. Didn't mean that they wouldnt flirt from time to time still.


"I wasn't messing with me hair!" He called out as she disappeared through a door.


*He shook his head as he again looked back, his hand already through his hair respiking them. He caught himself and couldn't help but laugh at himself as he finally dismounted the bike. He made his way into the school as the halls began to clear, luckly his home room was right next to the enterence. He slipped in just in time as the teacher began roll call. *


"Aiden Mathews?"


"Here" He lifted his hand as he took his seat. Michelle was behind him as she teased


"About time"


*He didn't bother to turn around as he took his jacket off and set it on his chair. He lifted his sleeves up under the elbow, just shy of his birthmark. For some reason his right bicep felt tender, he knew his morning work out was a little more intense then it usually was. He felt like he had more energy he needed to burn off today. With out a second thought he opened his messenger bag and pulled out a small leather bound journal and opened the marker to todays date. He scribbled a few passages as his mind began to wander. His hand kept writing as it edged a little curve, then another. The pen moved slowly on the top right corner*


"Who's that?" Michelle called to another friend.


*Aiden's eyes perked up to see her again. She walked by the window opening of the door. His eyes darted to his journal, a small little lunar figure under his pen. With little to no hesitation he closed the book, clicked his pen and placed it over his right ear. He walked to the teachers desk and picked up the bathroom pass with a confirming smile. She nodded and out the door he went.*





"Lost?" His words rushed before he could think of anything better.


"What I meant was... Hi. Can I help you find something? Someone?"

 

[Asteria]

*The first period bell started to ring calling everyone to class. He was still outside on his bike, holding his helment infront of him. His eyes squinted at his reflection.*



"You look great, dont mess with your hair" Called out Michelle. She was a old flame from a year ago. She was cool in the fact that after they broke things off they could still talk. Didn't mean that they wouldnt flirt from time to time still.


"I wasn't messing with me hair!" He called out as she disappeared through a door.


*He shook his head as he again looked back, his hand already through his hair respiking them. He caught himself and couldn't help but laugh at himself as he finally dismounted the bike. He made his way into the school as the halls began to clear, luckly his home room was right next to the enterence. He slipped in just in time as the teacher began roll call. *


"Aiden Mathews?"


"Here" He lifted his hand as he took his seat. Michelle was behind him as she teased


"About time"


*He didn't bother to turn around as he took his jacket off and set it on his chair. He lifted his sleeves up under the elbow, just shy of his birthmark. For some reason his right bicep felt tender, he knew his morning work out was a little more intense then it usually was. He felt like he had more energy he needed to burn off today. With out a second thought he opened his messenger bag and pulled out a small leather bound journal and opened the marker to todays date. He scribbled a few passages as his mind began to wander. His hand kept writing as it edged a little curve, then another. The pen moved slowly on the top right corner*


"Who's that?" Michelle called to another friend.


*Aiden's eyes perked up to see her again. She walked by the window opening of the door. His eyes darted to his journal, a small little lunar figure under his pen. With little to no hesitation he closed the book, clicked his pen and placed it over his right ear. He walked to the teachers desk and picked up the bathroom pass with a confirming smile. She nodded and out the door he went.*





"Lost?" His words rushed before he could think of anything better.


"What I meant was... Hi. Can I help you find something? Someone?"

I turn as fast as possible with my face towards you as I hear your voice, almost bumping in your chest. I stare for a while at you as I notice you are the guy that stared at me while I was outside of the building. My thoughts just go back and forth in my mind as I keep looking at you.


''Um... I was searching for the principal office but again, I am sure he must have things to do in time of the classes.'' I take out a little paper that shows some classes, as the sun mark is drawn in the corner.


''He called me this morning and gave me a schedule, but I have no idea where these classes are.''I talk fast as I try to explain with my skinny pale hands, trying not to laugh at how funny I must look in that moment.


''If you know where English class is, you can help a lot.'' I move my hair on my back as my moon mark is shown, as I look down, trying not look at you way too much. My jacket is tied around my waist, showing even more how skinny I was, and my pale shoulders being uncovered by my dress. My blue icy eyes pierced yours for a little as I look back around the hallway.

 

[cooper0923]

*His mouth turned into a grin. Her words seems rushed. He took the paper she was holding out and examined it quickly. His mind thought of possible shared classes. Two. He'd wished for more and one of gym. They wouldn't even see one another. They did however share the same lunch period which humored him more then it should have. He nodded patently.*





"Hmm. Mmhmm. Yep. This looks pretty bad. I'm sorry. It's worse then I fears. You have Mr Harris for history. He's an odd ball. Fortunately I'll be there to help you along."


*He didn't know if that joke would land as he handed her schedule back. He saw the little doodle on the bottom corner. His eyes squinted a little and brushed it away.*





"My name is Aiden."


He turned to walk and nodded for her to follow


"The office is this way, and so is your first class"

 

[Asteria]

*His mouth turned into a grin. Her words seems rushed. He took the paper she was holding out and examined it quickly. His mind thought of possible shared classes. Two. He'd wished for more and one of gym. They wouldn't even see one another. They did however share the same lunch period which humored him more then it should have. He nodded patently.*



"Hmm. Mmhmm. Yep. This looks pretty bad. I'm sorry. It's worse then I fears. You have Mr Harris for history. He's an odd ball. Fortunately I'll be there to help you along."


*He didn't know if that joke would land as he handed her schedule back. He saw the little doodle on the bottom corner. His eyes squinted a little and brushed it away.*





"My name is Aiden."


He turned to walk and nodded for her to follow


"The office is this way, and so is your first class"

I started to follow you from behind as my boots made noises every time they touched the marble floor. I was staring at your back for a while before I started to speak.


''Clarissa. Clarissa Black.'' She would've added that he can call her Clary, but she never liked strangers to call her on her nickname. It felt personal as her mother always called her Clary when she has a child.


''Well, like in every high school I've been, and believe me, I've been in like 5 different high schools, the history teacher was always an old prick. You must be old to teach history I suppose. Glad we could share a class though.'' I laughed a little bit. It felt good to talk to someone else except her father and relatives, even if she didn't meant the part where she was glad to be in the same class. He seemed nice and comforting, but again, this could be just a little disguise for his ''Trying to be nice to you then destroy you.'' part. She never got along with popular persons, and never with guys. She was beautiful and rich and could always be in the popular gang and but it wasn't her style and she hated fake people.


''Thanks for helping me.'' She added as she saw the principal office and the English class that was only a class away.

 

[cooper0923]

*Clarissa. The name rolled in his head a little.*





"Pretty name." He didn't make eyes contact with her as she continued.


"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he does his lectures while under the influence. Little unstable to say the least. You'll see what I mean later."


*They made their way down the halls. The sounds of their footsteps echoed off the walls. Then his watch vibrated. He glanced at her before down to the face. It was Michelle. She wrote to him if he'd like her to get his stuff for him in his absence. The bell for first period would soon ring. He should have replied but dropped his arm down and then his hand into his pockets. The room came into view as he turned to face her. It wasn't until then he allowed himself a passing glance. His eyes made it back in time to meet hers. *





"Yeah, your welcome. I was new here once. I'm passing on the favor."


He paused for a moment. Usually he wasn't so timid around a person. He'd actually got himself in trouble for being so direct before. Then again it worked to his advantage as well.


"So, I was wondering.."


*Before he allowed himself to finish his sentence the bell rang for the next class. He tightened up again as students began to pour out again. His watch buzzed once more, this time he didn't check. With a small gulp of air he began again. This time how ever, instead of the bell was interrupted by the sound of on coming traffic. A group of four guys came walking towards him. The three were all on the football team. They unofficially were the backbone of the schools team spirit. Three of the four had already accepted to big league schools in fall, the other was still holding out for the biggest of them all.*





"Aiden! What up. Who is this?"


The Sharks circled with grins instead of teeth.


"Clarissa, the guys. Guys Miss Black"


*They all took turns with their hellos. It wasn't until Aiden shot the leader a look before they decided to move on.*


"Clarissa we'll see you around yeah? Come to the game tonight."


The guys looked at Aiden and laughed, one winked. He could only look on with disbelief. A sigh and he could only lower his eyes before attempting to look at her. His eyes rose slowly but paused at her collar bone. The little mark curved ever so perfectly into place. It wasn't till he felt hot in the face did he look away.


"Yes well. Welcome again. I'm going to go now. I'll see you Ina couple hours."


It wasn't until he blurted the words did he felt hot in the face again. He turned and didn't look back. He just waved over his shoulder.


"Smooth"


*The walk back to home room was short in length but in his mind time slowed a bit. The interaction was definitely not the most awkward but close. His composure wasn't thrown off so much in the past four years. If he had to say he had a kryptonite it would have to be that little mark on her collar bone. Yes he knew she was pretty, new yes. A challenge? No. It wasn't like he was over aggressive or even trying. But something about her whirled his internal state. He found himself looking at the clock tick away. Lunch, gym and then history at the end of the day. Steady he told himself. He found himself wincing as he laid on his right arm in class. His arm was burning lightly. His bicep in general, it felt hot as well. Like a rash, a sun burn or even a fresh wound. That's when the bell rang. Lunch time, that's when the butterflies began to swirl again.*

 

[Asteria]

*Clarissa. The name rolled in his head a little.*



"Pretty name." He didn't make eyes contact with her as she continued.


"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he does his lectures while under the influence. Little unstable to say the least. You'll see what I mean later."


*They made their way down the halls. The sounds of their footsteps echoed off the walls. Then his watch vibrated. He glanced at her before down to the face. It was Michelle. She wrote to him if he'd like her to get his stuff for him in his absence. The bell for first period would soon ring. He should have replied but dropped his arm down and then his hand into his pockets. The room came into view as he turned to face her. It wasn't until then he allowed himself a passing glance. His eyes made it back in time to meet hers. *





"Yeah, your welcome. I was new here once. I'm passing on the favor."


He paused for a moment. Usually he wasn't so timid around a person. He'd actually got himself in trouble for being so direct before. Then again it worked to his advantage as well.


"So, I was wondering.."


*Before he allowed himself to finish his sentence the bell rang for the next class. He tightened up again as students began to pour out again. His watch buzzed once more, this time he didn't check. With a small gulp of air he began again. This time how ever, instead of the bell was interrupted by the sound of on coming traffic. A group of four guys came walking towards him. The three were all on the football team. They unofficially were the backbone of the schools team spirit. Three of the four had already accepted to big league schools in fall, the other was still holding out for the biggest of them all.*





"Aiden! What up. Who is this?"


The Sharks circled with grins instead of teeth.


"Clarissa, the guys. Guys Miss Black"


*They all took turns with their hellos. It wasn't until Aiden shot the leader a look before they decided to move on.*


"Clarissa we'll see you around yeah? Come to the game tonight."


The guys looked at Aiden and laughed, one winked. He could only look on with disbelief. A sigh and he could only lower his eyes before attempting to look at her. His eyes rose slowly but paused at her collar bone. The little mark curved ever so perfectly into place. It wasn't till he felt hot in the face did he look away.


"Yes well. Welcome again. I'm going to go now. I'll see you Ina couple hours."


It wasn't until he blurted the words did he felt hot in the face again. He turned and didn't look back. He just waved over his shoulder.


"Smooth"


*The walk back to home room was short in length but in his mind time slowed a bit. The interaction was definitely not the most awkward but close. His composure wasn't thrown off so much in the past four years. If he had to say he had a kryptonite it would have to be that little mark on her collar bone. Yes he knew she was pretty, new yes. A challenge? No. It wasn't like he was over aggressive or even trying. But something about her whirled his internal state. He found himself looking at the clock tick away. Lunch, gym and then history at the end of the day. Steady he told himself. He found himself wincing as he laid on his right arm in class. His arm was burning lightly. His bicep in general, it felt hot as well. Like a rash, a sun burn or even a fresh wound. That's when the bell rang. Lunch time, that's when the butterflies began to swirl again.*

She sighed relieved when she noticed the principal office. She kind of liked his presence around her, but she didn't want to get attached, for her, getting attached was worthless and she didn't have time for that. She wanted just to finish her classes and get home to decorate her room that was left in a complete mess.


She was so lost in her mind when she took some steps back when she noticed he turned, as he started to say something the bell rang and everyone just made their way on the hallway. I showed a faint smile and then I noticed 3 guys approaching us.


''Grins, of course. They must be other popular guys.'' She though to herself as she left a sigh again when they started to talk to Aiden, as he presented me. She tried her best to be nice and now show she was a little bit disgusted by their way of looking at her, she waved sightly and smiled.


''Come to the game tonight.'' They said. Clarissa didn't knew what game they talked about, but she was sure they were playing in it. She always attended the football games but it was always boring and she stopped doing that in the 3rd and 4th high school she was, but she nodded.


''See you later then.'' I say as you turn with the back, only waving with one hand, without even looking. ''Jerk side came alive, it seems.''


She said to herself as she entered the principal office. The principal was an old man, that was wearing an old suit as he looked at me with his green eyes.





''Clarissa? Kind of late it seems, but we forgive you this time.''


''Sorry about that. I just got lost and a guy from here, Aiden showed me around.'' I mutter.





''Old Aiden, always getting around the new girls.'' He says laughing. ''Well here are your new classes for all this week and your new locker number. Have a good day.'' He says as he hands me a piece of paper.


I exit the office and make my way to the English class just before the bell rang. I make my way to the last desk as I put my bag down, as I notice people looking at me. The girl in front of me that seems she was really sport lover with her football t-shirt, jeans and converse, with her hair in a pony tail. She turns around and looks at me for a second, before she extends her hand.


''Alice.''


''Clarissa.'' I smile as we shake hands.





''Clary suits you better for now. New, huh?''


'' That obvious?'' I laugh a little bit.





''Kind of, anyways I kind of like you and we will be good friends. Even if say no.''


I laugh again this time, a little bit louder. She was really nice and her presence made me feel good. The classes finished fast, and I notice that I have 3 classes in common with Alice. The lunch bell rang and we tried to make our way to the cafeteria.





''You come to the match tonight, right?'' She finally asked.





''They're not really my style. But I could come, I really don't know.''


''You have too! After that match, they will make a huge party and everybody will show up. You could come to my house or we could go to yours after the classes and we could get ready. Please.''


Please never worked with me, but Alice seemed so ager to make me come with her so I accepted with a sigh. ''Fineee.''


''Yes! We will talk about the details when we will find a lunch table around here.'' She says as she opens the huge door and she stares around the cafeteria. She pulls my hand to one table as we sit down and place our bags on the desk.


She continues to talk about the game and the plans she made, as she eats a slice of pizza.

 

[cooper0923]

*The flow of students was consistent. Hurry and go, thanks to his height Aiden could make his way through just fine. The usual greetings of his friends fell on def ears. Instead of stopping to catch up, or plan on the party that was being thrown tonight he made his way through with no more then a head nod or a wave. That is until a chill ran down his spine.*





"Hello Aiden." The voice was deep, cold.


"Erick." His response was just as cold.


*Erick was the first person to greet Aiden when he first arrived. Looking back on it he would have rather steered clear. Erick was the captain of the football team, class president and wealthy as well. In another life maybe Aiden could have been him. Unlike him how ever that wasn't his power.*





"You given what I told you more thought?" Erick went on. He was leaning against the lockers wearing his letter jacket.


*A few weeks ago something changed in Erick. The friend he had started acting weird. He was always charismatic by nature but now he seemed to push people to do what he wanted. Aiden knew that the two of them were different. But it wasn't until very recently how much that was.*





"Can we talk later Erick? I'm in a hurry." Aiden kept a steady voice, he still hadn't turned to look at him.


*Ericks face twitched. A warming effect infected the area, he was trying again. Aiden felt the similar feeling. Erick was trying to force him again, he tried a few times before. He was practicing. He could tell.*


"That doesn't work on me remember?" With that Aiden began to walk away. He made sure Erick never saw the sweat pearl on his forehead.


"Right"


*The cafeteria was filling up by the time Aiden showed up. A window was open across from him as the breeze cleared his mind a little. He allowed himself a moment before entering. His eyes scanned the area a bit. He saw some friends in the corner, people he knew outside and her. Clarissa was sitting with Alice. The two seemed to be in conversation. He thought for a moment and after the encounter he just had he didn't know if he was up for it. He walked to a vending machine and got a fruit juice. It was gone in no time, another and equally just as quick. The third he sipped. His head started to spin but he managed to shake it, or so he thought. The room faded in and out. He started to get a tunnel effect. A deep breath he thought. Don't be the kid who passes out. To the naked eye he walked calmly out of the cafeteria but ten steps out he began to become shaky. He took a seat on the ground against some lockers a few feet out of the cafeteria as he finished he third drink. The room started to focus again. What the heck did he do to me he thought.*

 

[Asteria]

*The flow of students was consistent. Hurry and go, thanks to his height Aiden could make his way through just fine. The usual greetings of his friends fell on def ears. Instead of stopping to catch up, or plan on the party that was being thrown tonight he made his way through with no more then a head nod or a wave. That is until a chill ran down his spine.*



"Hello Aiden." The voice was deep, cold.


"Erick." His response was just as cold.


*Erick was the first person to greet Aiden when he first arrived. Looking back on it he would have rather steered clear. Erick was the captain of the football team, class president and wealthy as well. In another life maybe Aiden could have been him. Unlike him how ever that wasn't his power.*





"You given what I told you more thought?" Erick went on. He was leaning against the lockers wearing his letter jacket.


*A few weeks ago something changed in Erick. The friend he had started acting weird. He was always charismatic by nature but now he seemed to push people to do what he wanted. Aiden knew that the two of them were different. But it wasn't until very recently how much that was.*





"Can we talk later Erick? I'm in a hurry." Aiden kept a steady voice, he still hadn't turned to look at him.


*Ericks face twitched. A warming effect infected the area, he was trying again. Aiden felt the similar feeling. Erick was trying to force him again, he tried a few times before. He was practicing. He could tell.*


"That doesn't work on me remember?" With that Aiden began to walk away. He made sure Erick never saw the sweat pearl on his forehead.


"Right"


*The cafeteria was filling up by the time Aiden showed up. A window was open across from him as the breeze cleared his mind a little. He allowed himself a moment before entering. His eyes scanned the area a bit. He saw some friends in the corner, people he knew outside and her. Clarissa was sitting with Alice. The two seemed to be in conversation. He thought for a moment and after the encounter he just had he didn't know if he was up for it. He walked to a vending machine and got a fruit juice. It was gone in no time, another and equally just as quick. The third he sipped. His head started to spin but he managed to shake it, or so he thought. The room faded in and out. He started to get a tunnel effect. A deep breath he thought. Don't be the kid who passes out. To the naked eye he walked calmly out of the cafeteria but ten steps out he began to become shaky. He took a seat on the ground against some lockers a few feet out of the cafeteria as he finished he third drink. The room started to focus again. What the heck did he do to me he thought.*

Alice said a hurried goodbye to Clarissa, leaving with some minutes earlier before the bell rang because her important math test.


She was left all alone now and she seriously didn't want to get into a conversation in that moment. She felt that her mark burned her more than usual and her head was a little bit hurting. She got up and placed her bag on the shoulder as she exited the cafeteria. It was the perfect moment to check where her locker was, without bumping in all the hurried people that would come of out the cafeteria as the bell will ring in some minutes. ''23'' was written on the paper.


When she stopped looking at the paper she noticed a figure sitting next to some bottles. Clarissa started to do a little run as she approached the figure.


''Aiden?!''She shouted a little bit then looked back to be sure no one noticed.


''What happened?'' She noticed that he was way to sweaty for this weather, as she placed her hand on his forehead.


Her birthmark started to get even warmer, almost burning her skin. She pressed her cold hands more on his face as she noticed he gets more cold with every touch. She didn't even notice that her mark started to shine bright.


''We should get you to the school nurse, you look bad. This juice must be expired or something.''She said as she stood next to him, on her knees, looking at him with a concerned look.


Even if he would've refused she would've dragged him along. She didn't like how he looked, even if his fever cooled down. She felt a connection and her mark just kept burning and burning. She patted his forehead more just to make sure he is cold. "Why did he drink this shitty juices?" She asked herself as she kept watching him.


((I added something because it kind of felt unfinished and this one might help you more into your reply. ^^))

 

[cooper0923]

*The words seemed muffled for a moment. Then like coming up for air it all started to become clear again. The first thing he could clearly see was a shining light. It was soothing, a beacon really. Guiding him. The next was a little girl. She was pretty. Her hair up in a little pony tail. Her eyes. They examined him almost methodically. Icy blue. Those would have been her most prominent feature. The next was her collar bone.*





"Tell me the story about how the Sun loved the Moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.”


*The words left his lips. They were magic words to him told in a fairy tail long ago. The haze that he was fighting started to clear finally. His arm was burning him, how ever instead of a harming feeling it was one of calming. A candle in a dark room or camp fire on a cold night. And then it hit him.*





"Clarissa?" He was softly holding her hand in his. He blinked a couple times and let her free. He cleared his throat as his face felt hot. He was embarresed to be found this way. He should have ran or succumed. Instead however he was looking at a pretty face looking back at him, like his vision concerned.


"Wow, I'm sorry. I, uh. I don't know what happened tell you the truth. Maybe...yeah maybe I should go to the nurses office. I...I can try and get there on my own. "


He tried to put weight on his legs and they were rubber. His face ran hot again. It wasn't often where he felt so exposed or vulnerable.


"Maybe I could use some help."


He used his remaining strength to stand. He felt better already as he stood. He knew he would be back to a hundred percent soon but at the moment he couldn't argue.


"It's this way."


He nodded as he placed his arm around her. He tried his best to use little to no weight on her but used her enough to to keep himself steady.


"Thank you clary....erm, sorry. Umm Clarissa."

 

[Asteria]

*The words seemed muffled for a moment. Then like coming up for air it all started to become clear again. The first thing he could clearly see was a shining light. It was soothing, a beacon really. Guiding him. The next was a little girl. She was pretty. Her hair up in a little pony tail. Her eyes. They examined him almost methodically. Icy blue. Those would have been her most prominent feature. The next was her collar bone.*



"Tell me the story about how the Sun loved the Moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.”


*The words left his lips. They were magic words to him told in a fairy tail long ago. The haze that he was fighting started to clear finally. His arm was burning him, how ever instead of a harming feeling it was one of calming. A candle in a dark room or camp fire on a cold night. And then it hit him.*





"Clarissa?" He was softly holding her hand in his. He blinked a couple times and let her free. He cleared his throat as his face felt hot. He was embarresed to be found this way. He should have ran or succumed. Instead however he was looking at a pretty face looking back at him, like his vision concerned.


"Wow, I'm sorry. I, uh. I don't know what happened tell you the truth. Maybe...yeah maybe I should go to the nurses office. I...I can try and get there on my own. "


He tried to put weight on his legs and they were rubber. His face ran hot again. It wasn't often where he felt so exposed or vulnerable.


"Maybe I could use some help."


He used his remaining strength to stand. He felt better already as he stood. He knew he would be back to a hundred percent soon but at the moment he couldn't argue.


"It's this way."


He nodded as he placed his arm around her. He tried his best to use little to no weight on her but used her enough to to keep himself steady.


"Thank you clary....erm, sorry. Umm Clarissa."

"Tell me the story about how the Sun loved the Moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” That hit her right in the face. She always begged her mom to tell her that story as her childhood friend came by. A little slim boy that was marked with her sun, that always hold her hand and protected her. Her memories soon begun to go away as he noticed Aiden effort to get up and walk. He still looked pale and sick even if he tried to act full of energy. She showed a faint smile as he approached her so she could help him.


When the bell rang, they finally arrived at the nurse office. The walls where white and the small bed was covered with blue sheets. She slowly helped him to get on the bed, and even forced him a little bit to lay down. Why he tried so hard to act all good and fine?


She sat herself next to him as she kept checking his forehead from time to time. Clarissa checked her phone some times and hope the nurse could come faster. Alice will soon wait for her to get to her house and she didn't want to disappoint her as she was her first friend. She finally got the heart to send her a text message: ''Might be late, I'll call you.''


''You should skip history and even the game and the party if you continue like this.'' She said with a concerned look on her face. Clarissa would've liked to see him around there, but his health was more important and now he didn't look that well.

 

[cooper0923]

*Truth be told this might have been the second time in here. The decore was dated and the office stuffy. Right now however that was the last thing on his mind. Her hair smelled sweet. It brushed up against his face and he couldn't help but breath her in. He took a seat, then with little force from her he laid down. She seemed concerned but rushed. She took her phone out and sent a message*


"You know you could leave me if you like. I'm feeling better"


*He actually indeed was. The events that accured confused him. Last time Erick had tried to manipulate his mind the best he did was to give him a headache. Now however it seemed he could have very well succeeded. The words he heard in his mind were Erick's he was sure. The words were muffled but they echoed and remained lightly. They were hypnotic to say the least. That was until Clarissa showed up. He remembers her, the image of the little girl he was friends with when he was a kid and the light. That was the most confusing part, where did that come from? Aiden lifted his eyes to look at Clarissa's. His eyes slowly lowered and saw her birthmark. It was a little moon, he had seen that before. Didn't he just draw that this morning? Like a ton of bricks his mind started to recall when he was younger. Then there were the words he repeated. The poem about the moon and sun, more like a promise that he would always take care of his little friend, the one he didn't know if he would see again and with time slowly faded from his memories. Could Clarissa be...


Before he could answer the nurse finally entered the room and looked a little confused to see Clarissa sitting so close to him as he laid down. *





"It's not what it looks like, I promise." Aiden flashes a small innocent smile.


*Clarissa sat up and pulled back red in the face. She stood up and let the nurse through. Aiden glanced at Clarissa from the bed.*





"I'm fine, I promise. I don't want to keep you, go to class and I'll see you later. Thank you"


He saw her hesitate for a moment so he added a wink


*The little gesture did it as she excused herself from the room with a small smile and roll of her eyes. Once they were alone Aiden looked at the nurse who still looked to be waiting for an explanation. To her he looked fine, his color was back and he didn't feel weak anymore. Clarissa had broken what ever hold Erick had on him. His mind started racing.*


"Well?" The nurse started


"I'm fine" Aiden interrupted before she could continue


"Really, if anything it might have been gas"


*She didn't seem amused or entertained at all. Aiden jumped up, she was a little shocked but only assured his claim of being well. He didn't wait for her to question him further as he walked out of the office feeling back to normal. He looked around the empty halls, he was sure that Clarissa was in class already. He needed to talk to her but knew it couldn't be here. If Erick wielded this kind of power and Clarissa showing up it might mark something big was about to happen. He needed answers from someone. He checked his watch, the day was close to being over but not soon enough. He headed for a door and left the school. No one was around but he still used care to make it to his bike without being seen. He secured his bag, zipped his jacket and started the bike. He hooked his Bluetooth to his headphones and dialed his mothers number as he rode away.*





"Hello?" A voice picked up confused.


"Aiden what's going on? Why aren't you in school?


"Mom, what was the name of the little girl I use to play with as a child?"


His words were direct as he zipped around traffic


"Are you riding and talking again?"


Her voice seemed concerned yet angered at the same time.


"Of course not..whoa"


He took a breath as a car barley missed him as it pulled out.


"Back to my original question. Please. It wouldn't have been Clarissa would it? A Clarissa Black."


The line went silent for a moment.


"Why do you ask? What have you heard?"


"Mother seriously? You never mentioned that Clarissa would be part of us? One of us? You said she was a normal little girl."


"Why would it matter? I'm sure you will never see her again"


"Small world mother. Guess who just enrolled into my school today. On top of that Erick confronted me. He did something to me. He's getting stronger and to top it Clarissa is the one who helped me. I saw the moon, I saw her birth mark."


The line went silent again. This time more more time passed as she thought of something to say.


"I'm going to call our father. In the mean time stay away from the two of them. I don't know what could happen if the three of you try to release your powers all at once. I might take some time but we are coming to get you."


*The phone line clicked. He found himself riding longer then he should have. He was thinking of what he was going to do. His mother seemed concerned. They were going to leave where ever they found themselves this week to come here seemed like another sign. Why would they lie to him about Clarissa. When Aiden told them about Erick they seemed worried but not as much so now. He didn't tell them about the other boys either. They havent shown any signs of power yet but he didn't know.


It was late when he got home. The game was in an hour. He walked into the empty house with lights off. He knew the lay out pretty well. He went to the sink poured himself some water and drank. His thoughts went back to her. Did she remember him? Did she know who she was? If she was like him she was no normal human. He saw the light from her mark. He remembered he was meant to to protect her not the other way around. He couldn't leave her unguarded if she was in trouble. He shouldn't leave her if she was fine either. It was a duty that was taken from him and he would right that wrong.


He went to his closet, he took his shirt off and replaced it with flannel button up. He went to the bathroom to wash his face quickly and comb his hair back. A deep breath and out he went to the garage. He looked back and forth at the two. The car will do. An old school Mustang from 65. He had it redone for his birthday. He barely drove it. Tonight seemed right.


As he pulled back into the school he saw that the field was filling up. Parents and students were all arriving. The teams were getting ready and the bands were playing. Small town brings everyone out. Aiden backed into a spot and turned the car off. He looked around hoping to spot Clarissa before Erick. No sign yet. He was almost taken aback by the knock on his window. The sound of the car was loud enough to drown out the footsteps. He turned to see Michelle in her uniform. She waved for him to come out*


"Hey." She smiled.


You came. I heard you had an episode. You ok?"


"Yeah. Sorry I left. I'm better now. Lunch you know. Hit and miss today"


He held his stomach.


"So, big crowd huh?"


She could see through the small talk. She knew him enough to tell.


"Alice brought the new girl. They are sitting in the front. Be nice will you. You are starting to get a reputation you know."


"It's not like that." He called after her but she wasn't listening.


*He made his way through the fans. It wasn't far and then he saw them. She looked cute he thought. It made his insides flutter again. What ever she was doing to him it was new. He shook it off as he made his way over*


"Alice. Hey...Clarissa. hi"


(You can lead the story if you like. He can take them all to the party if you like in the car or if you want to change the plot some how you are more then welcome. I hope the post was long enough and made sense. )

 

[Asteria]

*Truth be told this might have been the second time in here. The decore was dated and the office stuffy. Right now however that was the last thing on his mind. Her hair smelled sweet. It brushed up against his face and he couldn't help but breath her in. He took a seat, then with little force from her he laid down. She seemed concerned but rushed. She took her phone out and sent a message*
"You know you could leave me if you like. I'm feeling better"


*He actually indeed was. The events that accured confused him. Last time Erick had tried to manipulate his mind the best he did was to give him a headache. Now however it seemed he could have very well succeeded. The words he heard in his mind were Erick's he was sure. The words were muffled but they echoed and remained lightly. They were hypnotic to say the least. That was until Clarissa showed up. He remembers her, the image of the little girl he was friends with when he was a kid and the light. That was the most confusing part, where did that come from? Aiden lifted his eyes to look at Clarissa's. His eyes slowly lowered and saw her birthmark. It was a little moon, he had seen that before. Didn't he just draw that this morning? Like a ton of bricks his mind started to recall when he was younger. Then there were the words he repeated. The poem about the moon and sun, more like a promise that he would always take care of his little friend, the one he didn't know if he would see again and with time slowly faded from his memories. Could Clarissa be...


Before he could answer the nurse finally entered the room and looked a little confused to see Clarissa sitting so close to him as he laid down. *





"It's not what it looks like, I promise." Aiden flashes a small innocent smile.


*Clarissa sat up and pulled back red in the face. She stood up and let the nurse through. Aiden glanced at Clarissa from the bed.*





"I'm fine, I promise. I don't want to keep you, go to class and I'll see you later. Thank you"


He saw her hesitate for a moment so he added a wink


*The little gesture did it as she excused herself from the room with a small smile and roll of her eyes. Once they were alone Aiden looked at the nurse who still looked to be waiting for an explanation. To her he looked fine, his color was back and he didn't feel weak anymore. Clarissa had broken what ever hold Erick had on him. His mind started racing.*


"Well?" The nurse started


"I'm fine" Aiden interrupted before she could continue


"Really, if anything it might have been gas"


*She didn't seem amused or entertained at all. Aiden jumped up, she was a little shocked but only assured his claim of being well. He didn't wait for her to question him further as he walked out of the office feeling back to normal. He looked around the empty halls, he was sure that Clarissa was in class already. He needed to talk to her but knew it couldn't be here. If Erick wielded this kind of power and Clarissa showing up it might mark something big was about to happen. He needed answers from someone. He checked his watch, the day was close to being over but not soon enough. He headed for a door and left the school. No one was around but he still used care to make it to his bike without being seen. He secured his bag, zipped his jacket and started the bike. He hooked his Bluetooth to his headphones and dialed his mothers number as he rode away.*





"Hello?" A voice picked up confused.


"Aiden what's going on? Why aren't you in school?


"Mom, what was the name of the little girl I use to play with as a child?"


His words were direct as he zipped around traffic


"Are you riding and talking again?"


Her voice seemed concerned yet angered at the same time.


"Of course not..whoa"


He took a breath as a car barley missed him as it pulled out.


"Back to my original question. Please. It wouldn't have been Clarissa would it? A Clarissa Black."


The line went silent for a moment.


"Why do you ask? What have you heard?"


"Mother seriously? You never mentioned that Clarissa would be part of us? One of us? You said she was a normal little girl."


"Why would it matter? I'm sure you will never see her again"


"Small world mother. Guess who just enrolled into my school today. On top of that Erick confronted me. He did something to me. He's getting stronger and to top it Clarissa is the one who helped me. I saw the moon, I saw her birth mark."


The line went silent again. This time more more time passed as she thought of something to say.


"I'm going to call our father. In the mean time stay away from the two of them. I don't know what could happen if the three of you try to release your powers all at once. I might take some time but we are coming to get you."


*The phone line clicked. He found himself riding longer then he should have. He was thinking of what he was going to do. His mother seemed concerned. They were going to leave where ever they found themselves this week to come here seemed like another sign. Why would they lie to him about Clarissa. When Aiden told them about Erick they seemed worried but not as much so now. He didn't tell them about the other boys either. They havent shown any signs of power yet but he didn't know.


It was late when he got home. The game was in an hour. He walked into the empty house with lights off. He knew the lay out pretty well. He went to the sink poured himself some water and drank. His thoughts went back to her. Did she remember him? Did she know who she was? If she was like him she was no normal human. He saw the light from her mark. He remembered he was meant to to protect her not the other way around. He couldn't leave her unguarded if she was in trouble. He shouldn't leave her if she was fine either. It was a duty that was taken from him and he would right that wrong.


He went to his closet, he took his shirt off and replaced it with flannel button up. He went to the bathroom to wash his face quickly and comb his hair back. A deep breath and out he went to the garage. He looked back and forth at the two. The car will do. An old school Mustang from 65. He had it redone for his birthday. He barely drove it. Tonight seemed right.


As he pulled back into the school he saw that the field was filling up. Parents and students were all arriving. The teams were getting ready and the bands were playing. Small town brings everyone out. Aiden backed into a spot and turned the car off. He looked around hoping to spot Clarissa before Erick. No sign yet. He was almost taken aback by the knock on his window. The sound of the car was loud enough to drown out the footsteps. He turned to see Michelle in her uniform. She waved for him to come out*


"Hey." She smiled.


You came. I heard you had an episode. You ok?"


"Yeah. Sorry I left. I'm better now. Lunch you know. Hit and miss today"


He held his stomach.


"So, big crowd huh?"


She could see through the small talk. She knew him enough to tell.


"Alice brought the new girl. They are sitting in the front. Be nice will you. You are starting to get a reputation you know."


"It's not like that." He called after her but she wasn't listening.


*He made his way through the fans. It wasn't far and then he saw them. She looked cute he thought. It made his insides flutter again. What ever she was doing to him it was new. He shook it off as he made his way over*


"Alice. Hey...Clarissa. hi"


(You can lead the story if you like. He can take them all to the party if you like in the car or if you want to change the plot some how you are more then welcome. I hope the post was long enough and made sense. )

She finally closed the nurse office door. What was that? ''Good impression you made on your first day with the nurse, Clarissa.'' She though. Her face was still red but she couldn't control herself not to mutter a ''Jerk.'' under her breath. Her phone started ringing, of course it was Alice and Clary immediately answered.





''Hello?''





''Where are you?! Seriously Clary, I've been waiting for a hour here! You said you'll skip history and you'll come.'' Alice said annoyed, almost shouting in the phone. It was her first time that Clary skipped a class, but it was her first day anyway, nobody would've noticed.


''I am next to the...'' Wait, she couldn't tell her she is next to the nurse office because Aiden could come anytime out of it and Alice could've noticed.


''Actually, where are you, I am coming there.'' She started to make her way on the halls


''The entrance.'' She said and closed.


Clarissa rushed to the entrance and almost bumped in a guy. His hair was was lightly long and blond and his green eyes pierced her. He was tall and slim and he was wearing a black t-shirt, normal jeans and black sneakers.





''You should say sorry.'' When he said that, Clarissa knew him from somewhere. Yes, Erick and his friends. He was Jace if she remember right.





''S-Sorry.'' She never liked to say sorry, but this time it was her fault.





''Good.'' He said and placed his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a smirk then he continued his way.





''God.'' She said and rushed again, noticing Alice. Alice hugged her slightly and hit her on her back with her force.





''What was that for?!''


''You late again. Back to the problem, we could go to my place but it is like far and we should take a bus.''





''It is fine, we could go to mine, it is close, if you don't mind my messy room of course.'' Clarissa laughed a bit and they both got in a taxi.


Her father flat was in an old building but it was big enough. 2 rooms, one kitchen, 2 baths, a living room and her dads office. She finally unlocked the door and noticed her dad was in town as he left a note: ''I have an urgent meeting and might come late tonight, Love dad.'' Urgent meeting? She knew that her father was always working on his laptop and no one from this town worked for him or with him. She tried calling him, no response. She let out a sigh and helped Alice as they moved through to the boxes to get to her room. The walls where white and the room contained only a small closet, her books and records, her posters that were everywhere, her laptop and her study desk and there were still many things to place, but she had enough time to do that tomorrow. It was a good thing Alice didn't ask her any questions about where she was. She picked out fast her outfit: her leather jacket, a grey short hoodie that shows a little bit of her stomach, her black skinny pants and her ankle black leather boots. Her hair is in a messy bun mostly, and she is wearing the necklace her mother gave her: a moon and a sun together, both made out of silver. Alice searched like crazy through her clothes and finally picked a sweater, some pants and her converse. It was nice to find someone her size.


After 20 minutes they arrived to the game. The place wasn't that crowded, they came too early maybe. The sat in the front row as Alice pulled her hand. She loved football game but she mostly liked one of the players.





''Quick question: Why is Aiden staring at you and why he is coming this way?''


''What?'' She stared at her confused then she heard him as he called her name. She was surprised but mostly mad cause he still came even if she told him he should stay home and relax.





''Hey.'' Said Alice staring at her and him. But Aiden didn't even look at her as he sat down next to Clarissa. Alice seemed a little bit annoyed at him. At Clary home she said many times that she can't understand jerk guys and of course Aiden was part of them. It felt like a big tension, even if Aiden didn't notice it.


Then Clarissa saw Erick. He was approaching the front row with a grin as he was followed by his guys, making her stomach just go sick for a moment.





''Alice. Hot pie.'' He said as he looked at me and Alice. Alice just rolled her eyes and continued to look the other.





''Aw, don't get mad Alice, you're a hot pie too when you want.'' Erick said as he winked at her.





''I'll go buy some water.'' Alice said as she threw Erick a ''Gonna kill you.'' look.





''So, how is the new girl? Maybe after the game I could show you around.'' He started staring at her even more, making her head go dizzy for a moment. His eyes were like a gun that shots bullets in hers. Then she suddenly felt a arm around her back as it pulled her closer for a moment.





''I think she is fine.'' It was Aiden. He looked like he could've just jump and throw a punch at Erick's face. His arm was tense and his body was warm, making Clary feel a little secure on herself now.


Erick looked at him with a smirk, but this time it was a small one and left with the group as the game begun.


Alice returned and stared a little bit surprised at the image she saw, but just made her way to her seat and looked at the game.


Clary would've liked to get away from Aiden, but every time he just pulled her closer. ''Hey, it would be nice if you could let me go, because your old girlfriends and every girl you ever fucked stares at me like I am a meat and they're lions.'' She would've liked to say in that moment, but all that remained in her mind. She could punch him and run away, like she done in middle school with the boy that annoyed the shit out of her. The game finally finished, and their school team won, again it seems, from what she have heard from the others. She got her bag really fast and made a little run outside of the arena, as she left Aiden in the back, Alice following her.


((Sorry I couldn't integrate and the party part, but I had to prepare myself for high school.)