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High School

HappyBeingMe

That Music Loving Loner
1x1 with buildingaspaceship and HappyBeingMe


Manson County High School.


A small school, yes, but it has great promise.


It's kids are the same as any kids, honest.


They come to school and hang out with their friends.


Doing their work until the school day ends.


But at night, nobody would know.


Sometimes they let their true self show.
 
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Emry woke up to the sound of heavy guitar blasting from his alarm clock, he groaned and rolled over, eyes still closed, trying to find the button to turn it off. Not being able to find it, Emry sat upright in bed and glared at it, before he threw the expensive metal clock to the ground, and it stopped playing. Needless to say, he was awake now. He stood up, stretched and yawned, before fully realising what today was. High school. First day. He groaned, looking longingly at the warm bed, surely he could have five more minutes. Apparently not, as his mother burst into his room and busied him by throwing clothes at him while he stood there confused, tired, and grouchy.
 
"LaLa! Time to get up." Her dad says, shaking her slightly. "No." She says simply and rolls back over in her bed. "LaLa?" Her dad warns, but Leela just shakes him away. "Okay." He says, and leaves. She was happy for a moment, but in the next she was pulled off of her bed and onto the cold ground. "Hey!" She yells, her deep brown eyes wide open at her father. "Pops! Why would you do that?" She asks, and her father laughs. "You wouldn't wake up, get dressed. It's your first day of school." He says, then leaves her room as she changes into a red plaid shirt, and a pair of black skinny jeans. She then hooks her suspenders to her pants and stretches them over her shoulder, before slipping on her black boots. "Bleh."
 
Eventually Emry is covered in clothes that his mother has thrown at him excitedly, and he pulls them off one by one as he glares at her. She dances around his room and claps her hands at him. "Come on Emry, school!" Emry carries on glaring at her, before he turns around and roots through what she hadn't thrown at him in his wardrobe. It would appear she was more excited about the prospect of school than he was, probably excited to get him out of the house so that she could have some peace and quiet. She leaves the room shouting for his younger sisters to get their teeth off the cat, and Emry pulls on today's outfit. Navy skinny jeans and a black shirt that he leaves untucked. He grabs his pendant from the bedside table and pulls it on over his head, hiding it underneath his shirt. Then, he pulls on his boots and walks into his en suit, washes his face, brushes his teeth, and styles his hair. Nonchalantly he walks down the grande staircase as maids hurry around his house to clean up the mess that the children had made of their rooms while getting ready.
 
After adding a small layer of makeup and brushing her hair and teeth, Leela walks into the kitchen to see her dad with a batch of muffins. "Thanks, pops." She says, taking one of the muffins and eating it quickly. "Check the mail on your way to school." Her father says and she nods, then scratches the back of her neck. "Hey, dad? Can I have a couple bucks to get some ice cream after school?" She asks, and her dad immediately pulls out his wallet and hands her a ten dollar bill. "Remember that tonight we have to visit your aunt." He says, making her nod again. "Alright, I'll be going then!" She says, throwing her bag over her shoulder and walking outside to her dirt bike. She puts her helmet over her head and speeds off to the post office, and then towards the school.
 
His family had sat down to a breakfast meal, which Emry didn't want to attend, why should he? He grabbed a special grown apple and bit into it while he walked through his front yard to the car, juice trickled down his chin as he ate it, and he wiped it off as he got into the car, chucking the apple core into a bush. His driver starts the car as Emry sits in the back, looking through his school books, his journal, and his lunch. His bag had been packed for him by his personal maid, Moira, and she had made sure to include a dark bottle which would definitely come in handy later in the day. As the car drove down the large hill that Niles Manor was situated, Emry stared out of the black tinted window, wishing he had at least one more day of summer.
 
Leela sighs as she gets behind a car, which was moving rather slowly in her opinion. "Come on." She says, as her bike starts slowing down. She sighs, then passes by it the sound of her dirt bike loud and obnoxious as she gets in front of the car, leaving it behind easily. She waves at a few passing cars that she knew, and sighed when she saw the school. She pulls in and finds a parking space then turns off her bike. She pulls her helmet off and shakes out her hair, then tucks her keys in her back pocket and puts the helmet on the handle bar. She swings her leg over the bike and swings her bag over her shoulder.
 
As Emry gets closer to the school, he realises that this would actually be his first day overall. Having spent the last years of education in private education instead of public, and their mother only just telling them now that they needed to go public. He tells himself that he doesn't feel nervous, he owns half of this town, why should someone who is treated like a prince be scared of the first day of school? But he cant help but feel a tightening in his stomach when he pulls up at the school building, grabs his bag, and steps out. The car drives off, and Emry looks up at the school with slight disgust, before walking inside.
 
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Leela hears a squeal behind her, and turns to see her friend Harley running up to her. "Leela!!" She screams and attacks Leela into a hug. "Hey." Leela says quietly, releasing the hug and smiling. "How was your summer?" She asks, but she doesn't get a reply, because Harley turns and looks at the door. Leela follows her gaze to see the new guy, the one who's family pretty much owns the town. Leela gives off a sigh as Harley talks about how 'cute' he was and goes back to her locker.
 
Emry finds his locker, avoiding the stares of the people in the school. Some look at him in admiration, some look at him with slight fear, but he just blanks his face and walks through the halls, until he finds it. His locker is next to a girl who doesn't even seem remotely phased by having a locker next to his. Out of the corner of his eye he looks at her, down her body, black skinny jeans and a red plaid shirt. He moves his eyes away and starts to put things in his locker, keeping his dark bottle in his bag incase he needed it, and the school book for the lesson that he was going to first, which was... He unfolded his timetable and scanned it with his eyes, trying to concentrate with people staring at him. His first lesson was English.
 
Leela puts her bag in her locker, after pulling out her textbook. She turns to Harley and tries to smile as Harley stares at the boy who's locker was right beside Leela's. "What's your first class?" She asks her friend, finally getting her attention. "Oh, Science." "Mine's English. I'll see you at breakfast." Leela says before walking towards the English classroom, pushing past the crown of people who found it necessary to stare at the this boy, he was obviously going to be very popular.
 
He didn't try to listen, but he did, the girl was going to English, maybe he could follow her there so he didn't get lost and have to ask someone where he was going, but as he turned around a group of people crowded him, all wearing football jackets and some of the girls in cheerleader uniforms. The popular crowd. The girls were looking at him as if they were going to pounce on him, some of the girls whispering about him. But one of the taller guys, presumably the football captain, stuck out his hand for Emery to shake. "Names Tyler, what lesson are you headed to? We could probably show you the way." Emery shook his hand firmly, like his father had taught him, and stood up straight. "Emery, English actually." It was the first words he'd spoken all day, and it nearly made the ladies faint, one of them was even clinging to her boyfriend, who just looked unamused.
 
Leela gets the the English classroom and says hello to the teacher. She then takes a seat at the middle table, she was one of the first people there. She decided to chat with a boy named Ricky until class starts. "So how was your summer, Lee?" He asks, and Leela rolls her eyes at the nickname. "Oh, you know, the normal everyday life. Working at dad's store for extra cash, spending all of that cash on clothing." She says, laughing tapping her pencil on the table. "Oh, so do you know the new guy?" He asks and Leela shakes her head. "Nope, but I guess he's going to be in the 'in' crowd so I probably won't be getting to know him." She says and Ricky nods, then moves seats as people started to show up.
 
They take him to English, Tyler nattering in his ear about how Emery should join the school team, that they'd love to have him if he could play football, it would open lots of doors, etc. Emery didn't really listen, he didn't reply, he kept a blank face until they got to the classroom. He walked in without saying goodbye, until Tyler tapped him on the shoulder, beckoning him to come sit with them. Emery looks around the room, noticing the girl with the red shirt, sat at a table on her own. He looks back at Tyler.
 
Leela looks up when everybody else does and sees that guy, she should know his name. She racks her brain for a little while as she stairs at his face. Embry? No. I know it's not Emily. It's close to that . Emery. Yes, that's it. She nods, then turns her attention back to her textbook, hoping nobody saw her staring, well it wouldn't be unusual because everybody else was staring also. She takes a deep breath, but then her nose scrunches. "What is that god awful smell?" She asks herself in a whisper. It smelt horrible.
 
Tyler raises an eyebrow at him, the rest of the popular people staring to see what Emery would do, "Well?" Tyler grins and laughs a little, awkwardly. Emery carries on staring at him blankly, "No thanks. I'd rather not." He walks over to a desk away from the populars and sort of close to the red shirted girl, and gets out his book, leaning back in his chair and chewing on his pencil hungrily. His mother always told him that drinking blood in the morning was necessary, but he always forgot. He'd have to disappear in between classes to drink some from his bottle, he didn't want to end up hurting anyone.
 
Leela covers her nose as the smell gets closer, but keeps in inconspicuous. She'd only ever smelt that smell before once, before her mother died. She glances at Emery and takes the hand from her nose and smiles at him, then turns back to the front of the class as the teacher starts talking about their plans for the year. English was not her strong suit, so she never really paid attention to it.
 
Emery doesn't smile back at the girl, something is odd about her, but he cant tell what... As the teacher begins to talk about the plans, he glances at the girl again, what was it? He sniffed once, playing it off like he just had a cold, but something was wrong with the air. All he could smell was blood, but behind that smell was something different. He looks back at the front, to the teacher, and begins to write down basic notes that the teacher says. He has to pass his classes, and besides, he enjoyed English.
 
Leela sighs, and pulls her hair over one shoulder before laying her head down on the table. She tried to get that terrible smell from her nose, but it wasn't working. She tried not to gag and her ears picked up a lot of sounds around the classroom, whispers, rustling of paper. Somethings that other people wouldn't be able to hear, but she could. Just like others couldn't smell that awful smell,but she could, because she had great senses. Soon she couldn't take it anymore and she excused herself from the classroom to go to the restroom. Where she decided she would stay for the rest of the period.
 
The period ended and he got up, the girl from earlier, who had figured was called Leela, still hadn't come back after excusing herself to the restroom. Emery headed in the direction of the men's restroom, he needed to drink before he went to maths, it was already hard enough in English, hearing all the heartbeats and the smell of blood consuming him. He had to drink. He walked inside the men's room only to see, and smell, it full of dark haired, side fringed smoking boys who just looked at him blankly. The smell was overpowering, especially with the smell of blood and the awful cheap cologne that they were wearing, and all he could hear were there heartbeats. He turned around before he hurt them, and walked out of the room. Where to? Where could he drink without being seen? He saw an abandoned classroom, as if prayers were answered.
 
She heaves a satisfied sigh when the bell rings and walks out of the restroom. She goes to her locker and grabs her next textbook. "Math." She says, and smiles. She liked math. She heads towards the classroom but stops when her nose picks up that same smell, and she follows it to an abandoned classroom. She remembers that classroom, it was the old art room. She looks through the window in the door to see Emery and her eyes widen as she sees what he was doing. She quickly rushes away from the door, a low growl coming from her mouth as she goes to the math room.
 
Emery had downed nearly the entire bottle, shit. He'd have nothing for lunch, and what if he got hungry later? He felt the blood in his mouth, and got out a bottle of water, a mint, and a tissue. He wiped the blood away from his mouth, and from his hands where he had spilt a bit, drank the bottle of water to get rid of the red from his teeth, and put the mint in to disguise the smell. He dropped a quick text to Moira to send extra at a specific time, then walked to math using the small map of the school he had been given.
 
She throws herself into a seat in the back and clenches her fists in front of her. Great, a vampire. That's all I need is a bloodsucker in my town. I bet his family are the same things. A snarl comes from her mouth and she covers it up as a cough when people turn to look at her. She then smells him again. Looks like we have yet another class together. She growls to herself as she bites her lip.
 
Emery, feeling much better and only being able to hear the heartbeats faintly, sits in the middle of the room on a desk, ignoring everyone that looked at him. The funny smell was there again, this time more prominent. It smelt like... Wet dog. Werewolf? Even if it was he didn't know who it was, there were at least five people in this class that was in his other. As the lesson began, Emery realised hed already learnt this particular topic and aced it back in private school, so he didn't really need to pay so much attention. He looked down at his hands, seeing a small splatter of blood that he hadn't cleaned off.
 
Leela tilts her head in confusion at part of the lesson and raises her hand. "Um, could you please explain this more to me? I'm kind of lost." She says, and the teacher nods and starts to explain it. Leela scribbled notes down on her paper until she smelt blood, and automatically looked to Emery. She sniffed again, then saw it on his hands. "Leech." She says, not to loud, but loud enough for some people around her to hear.
 

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