Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
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How to Stalk a Girl...
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ValentineIllusion
Whoa what's a custom title-
Athene's day that day had been just as normal as any other. Which, in her case, wasn't a good thing. Her cycle kept going on the same way it always did: Schoolwork, seizure, syringe, pills. Schoolwork, seizure, syringe, pills. Lather, rinse, repeat. It wasn't like there was much she could do about it, but she couldn't help but wonder why people insisted school wasn't all that stressful when it was literally causing her seizures. Being epileptic, though...they would likely pop up anyways.
At least, her cooking class was a break from that. A class centered around food and eating sounded great enough, but what she really looked forward to was the upperclassman she got to sit across from, every day. She got to focus on him instead of her schoolwork, and without hardly knowing him, he already made her blush.
She couldn't say anything, though. When it came to boys, she was too shy. So she just came in, opened up her notebook, and buried her head in it.
At least, her cooking class was a break from that. A class centered around food and eating sounded great enough, but what she really looked forward to was the upperclassman she got to sit across from, every day. She got to focus on him instead of her schoolwork, and without hardly knowing him, he already made her blush.
She couldn't say anything, though. When it came to boys, she was too shy. So she just came in, opened up her notebook, and buried her head in it.
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
Isaac was looking out the window at a squirrel who was bouncing from tree to tree. This seemed to amuse him for some strange reason, seeing things that he could destroy so easily move without a care in the world. Thinking about his idea made his eyes flicker black for a brief moment, sending a smile spreading across his face. He gave a bored sigh and then returned back to what he was originally doing, baking.
From what information he could gather, it seemed today's assignment would be baking cupcakes. "I really fucking hate cupcakes." he muttered under his breath, ignoring the conversation he was in with his friend who was oddly going on some tangent about women's sports bras. The irritated teenager then felt a gaze burn a hole through the back of his head, making his eyebrow raise in confusion, and then he grinned again.
The demon then turned around to look at the girl who was staring at him only a few seconds before. "Hey!" he called out to her, knowing that she couldn't possibly resist him; he was too much of an expert in the art of charm by now.
From what information he could gather, it seemed today's assignment would be baking cupcakes. "I really fucking hate cupcakes." he muttered under his breath, ignoring the conversation he was in with his friend who was oddly going on some tangent about women's sports bras. The irritated teenager then felt a gaze burn a hole through the back of his head, making his eyebrow raise in confusion, and then he grinned again.
The demon then turned around to look at the girl who was staring at him only a few seconds before. "Hey!" he called out to her, knowing that she couldn't possibly resist him; he was too much of an expert in the art of charm by now.
ValentineIllusion
Whoa what's a custom title-
Although Athene would never admit it, she was listening in to what he was saying. She wouldn't call it eavesdropping, but...she was eavesdropping. But what kind of person hated cupcakes that much? Maybe it was something small, but no normal, nice, happy person hated something as sweet and wonderful as cupcakes and it made her suspicious. Not suspicious enough to not like him, though.
She practically jumped when he called her, having to gather herself before she talked to him and risked saying something stupid. "Oh, uh...Hey!" she said, trying to sound as cool and cheery as possible, "Need help with something?
She practically jumped when he called her, having to gather herself before she talked to him and risked saying something stupid. "Oh, uh...Hey!" she said, trying to sound as cool and cheery as possible, "Need help with something?
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
((I'm going to make the Demon part of him speak in Italics))
Isaac looked at the brunette haired girl intently, noticing that she was clearly nervous. He almost felt bad for how pathetic she looked, staring at him like he was a piece of steak. He didn't blame her though, he was incredibly good looking, even in this ugly human body he currently owned.
"Perfect target." Camio commented while emitting a serious tone from inside Isaac's mind. "We can't just walk up to her and kill her Cam. We would be charged with homicide!" Isaac retorted, scoffing a little as he did this. "You mean you're going to get charged, not me. If you get caught, I'm out." The dominant sounding demon said to him in a matter-of-fact tone.
Feeling a little bit defeated because of the half assed argument he just had, Isaac decided that he would play into the hands of this human's little game. Acting as much as a regular person as he possibly could manage, Isaac proceeded to rise from his chair; rolling his eyes at the demon who was grinning from ear to ear inside of him. "That's a good boy, go right up to her and speak like a nice teenage boy." Camio stated, sounding like a proud father. The tall teenage boy continued to stroll up to the girl who looked like she was drooling. "Hey back yourself." he said, flashing her a charming smile. He then leaned over her desk, pushing some of her books out of the way as he did this. "Actually, I do. You see," he began, using his innocent looks to his advantage, "I really can't stand cupcakes, and I'd rather you bake them for me, or rather we bake them together." he said to her sweetly, feeling a bit queasy. He practically felt like a helpless little boy. Camio then started to laugh hysterically.
Isaac looked at the brunette haired girl intently, noticing that she was clearly nervous. He almost felt bad for how pathetic she looked, staring at him like he was a piece of steak. He didn't blame her though, he was incredibly good looking, even in this ugly human body he currently owned.
"Perfect target." Camio commented while emitting a serious tone from inside Isaac's mind. "We can't just walk up to her and kill her Cam. We would be charged with homicide!" Isaac retorted, scoffing a little as he did this. "You mean you're going to get charged, not me. If you get caught, I'm out." The dominant sounding demon said to him in a matter-of-fact tone.
Feeling a little bit defeated because of the half assed argument he just had, Isaac decided that he would play into the hands of this human's little game. Acting as much as a regular person as he possibly could manage, Isaac proceeded to rise from his chair; rolling his eyes at the demon who was grinning from ear to ear inside of him. "That's a good boy, go right up to her and speak like a nice teenage boy." Camio stated, sounding like a proud father. The tall teenage boy continued to stroll up to the girl who looked like she was drooling. "Hey back yourself." he said, flashing her a charming smile. He then leaned over her desk, pushing some of her books out of the way as he did this. "Actually, I do. You see," he began, using his innocent looks to his advantage, "I really can't stand cupcakes, and I'd rather you bake them for me, or rather we bake them together." he said to her sweetly, feeling a bit queasy. He practically felt like a helpless little boy. Camio then started to laugh hysterically.
