Fantasy Mrs. Evans' School for the Gifted

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~Sorren Latrent~
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Slight frustration was evident on Sorren’s face, he had lost this round but from Azalea’s reactions to his teasing it wasn’t by much. Sorren rationalised it in his head, that his heightened emotions caused him to need a lot more willpower to withstand Azalea’s advancements than she did his. Really, Sorren just hated losing.


Sorren’s eyes followed Azalea as she stepped away from him, obviously maintaining a distance, she wilted under his intense gaze and Sorren couldn’t help but smirk; she might have had a small victory here but Sorren was still in the game.


Sorren tilted his head, amused at Azalea’s sarcasm. “I don’t do anything for free”, he said with a mischievous glint in his eye as he moved her phone and jacket just out of her reach. Sorren began to slowly step backwards towards the school, and raised an eyebrow before saying, “Now I just wonder what you can do for me to get your things back?”. The hybrid smirked at Azalea, feigning naivety. He knew exactly what she could do and she probably knew what he wanted too. She had to give in.


After a few more small steps backwards, Sorren slung her jacket over his shoulder and placed her phone in his trouser pocket. He then shrugged his shoulders, “Unless you don’t want your things back of course”, Sorren still wore a grin like a Cheshire Cat and continued to tease her further, “I can keep them as…souvenirs”.


The phone probably had nothing of importance on it, with Azalea not wanting to be found by Keeper and not staying in one place for an extended period of time. But her jacket, now Sorren could use that. Not only would it be potent with her scent, enabling Sorren to track her from an unbelievable distance but it was bound to be crawling with her DNA; in a world of magic the possibilities of using such information are practically endless: spells, enchantments, curses, potions. Just to name a few.


Once again, Sorren had manipulated the situation to be in his favour, both options were a win for him. Azalea knew Sorren had a mean competitive streak and so the chance of him giving up on their challenge after a little setback was essentially none existent. It just depended on how she wanted to play it, if Azalea managed to flip this situation on him he would be truly impressed. Truthfully, Sorren was desperate to have her close to him once again, to finally lock their lips - this was just a way of either getting her to play into his hand by making the first move or for him to play the worthwhile long game.


Sorren still eyed Azalea in a teasing manner, continuing to take calculated steps backwards as if the ultimatum had a time limit. Sorren was making an effort to twist the situation in any way he could, pressuring Azalea to heighten his chances of being recognised as the dominant force between the two. His gaze was daring her to try and slip out of this one.


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 Azalea Silver 
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Azalea was enjoying herself. In her mind, she had Sorren wrapped her finger. She could make him do whatever she wanted. Azalea pulled the strings. She felt victorious. Azalea was pleased with his reaction. He clearly did not like to lose. Which pleased her more. 


Just as her fingertips touched the the jacket, and phone, Sorren yanked it just out of her grip, and she gave a pout, pressing her lips together and slightly glaring at him. She followed him as he moved backwards, her lips curving into something of a seductive smirk as he spoke, but her eyes were not smiling. Sorren had yanked any control Azalea had, and was back to having power over her. 


Azalea tilted her head, as she spun around a tree, tilting her body in a seductive, teasing fashion. "Mr. Latrent." Azalea said in a mock scold in her sultry voice. "It's bad manners to tease a lady." Azalea said with a smirk, feigning innocence. 


Azalea couldn't help but scowl as he slung her jacket over his shoulder, and tucked her phone in his pocket, but she regained her smirk quickly. Frustrated at her loss of control, she would not give in so easily. Although it seemed to be nearly her only option, she'd try something else. Azalea flinched as he mentioned keeping them as souvenirs. She hated losing. 


Azalea knew he could do a number of things with her jacket. Too many things. If she decided to leave school, she couldn't have Sorren on her tracks, or putting her under any curses and spells. She couldn't allow it. In one slick movement, Azalea slid right against his chest, back to feeling his body against her, chest to chest, wrapping her arms around his neck, staring right into his green eyes, looking amused. One to keep his eyes on her, another to keep him from stepping back, although she had no doubt he could easily shove her back. Her hand slowly reached from his behind neck to her jacket in the most subtle way possible, making sure to be cautious and slow so he wouldn't notice what she was doing, considering her arms were wrapped around her neck. 


 "And what," Azalea purred. "Would you have me do?" Azalea said in a seductively low voice, having to tilt her head to look up at him, sliding even closer to him, a smirk curving her lips. As if she was really going to give up so easily. She was attempting to distract him, teasing him to grab her jacket. 


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~Sorren Latrent~
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Sorren had managed to flip the situation, giving up was something he didn't do and he knew Azalea wouldn't be likely to give in all too easily either. Azalea pushed Sorren to the limit, she tested him and frustrated him - he couldn't get enough of it. Now that Sorren had experienced some of what Azalea had to offer he has to try it all. In a way, she could just keep him on the end of a leash, giving him a little taste to keep him begging for more but Sorren wasn't one to be manipulated in such an easy manner; it follows his philosophy, actions speak louder than words.


The pout and glare only made Sorren's grin widen, the tables were beginning to turn. Any composure he had regained from their initial separation had disappeared as soon as he saw Azalea's seductive smirk return to her face, she made his knees weak. Sorren took in a noticeably long breath, controlling his breathing to try and distract himself from Azalea's alluring figure. Sorren felt like he could have died happy on the spot as soon as Azalea spoke his name in such a formal manner in a sultry voice, he failed to hold in a grunt, such a tone had already managed to hit up his lust for Azalea another five notches on itss own but teasing him in such a way...it was definitely Sorren's weak spot. He just hoped she didn't notice.


Sorren witnessed Azalea's scowl and it instilled him with confidence, despite her smirk being back on her face in mere seconds, he knew that he was annoying her; he just had to keep pushing her. The hybrid was slightly startled as Azalea was up against his chest, he didn't expect her to be so close to him again so quickly. Azalea wrapped her arms around his neck and Sorren bit his lip, she knew exactly what she was doing and it was working. Sorren's blood rushed as she purred a question to him, subtly reaching for her jacket in the process. He couldn't resist the temptation to flick his eyes downwards, scanning over her slender figure which now provided his bare, toned chest with warmth.


Almost. Sorren almost fell straight for Azalea's distraction but he wasn't completely under her spell just yet. Sorren smirked at Azalea, reaching for her hand with a quick motion to stop her hand from touching her jacket. He shook his head at her as if he were censuring her. Sorren used his other hand to ever so slowly trailed it up and down Azalea's other arm which was wrapped around his neck, almost giving her a light massage.


Sorren's eyes glinted with mischief, he gazed into Azalea's eyes as he spoke in a slow, husky voice. "First, I was thinking you could trail kisses down here", Sorren used his hand to guide one of her fingers gradually down the side of his neck before continuing, taking his sweet time to tempt her. "Or perhaps a stream of kisses along here", Sorren now moved her finger gently down his chest, down the centre of his defined abs but stopping just as her finger touched the top of his trousers. He kept her finger there for a few seconds as he leaned in closer to her, "But I decided on a single, long kiss here", Sorren raised her finger and slowly grazed it along his lips, lightly pulling his bottom lip at the end. Sorren then rested her hand on his chest, he hadn't stopped his massage of her other arm, and now he placed his free hand on the small of her back - pulling her into him a bit more.


If she looked into his eyes she could see the lust in which he had for her, teasing her in such a way had taken its toll on him too. But he still wore a lazy smirk as he looked into her eyes and leaned in further so that his lips were less than an inch from hers, "It just depends on what you choose". Sorren wore a seductive smirk, as he now stood impossibly close to Azalea, testing just how much teasing she could take and how badly she wanted her things back.


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 Azalea Silver 
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 Azalea noticed every reaction. Every sound. Every movement. His weakness was her, as she was his, although she tried to hide it as best she could. His gaze was so intense, Azalea could never hold it, or she'd end up getting lost in them. 


Azalea grimaced and scowled as she was caught, catching her by the hand in one quick, sharp movement.  Damn. She'd almost had him too. Or so it seemed. But almost wasn't enough. Azalea could feel her heartbeat rising. He was pushing and pushing. The closeness of them made Azalea nearly go mad. To make matters worse, he began teasing her, trailing it up and down her arm, and goosebumps formed on her arms, Azalea bit her lip. 


Azalea tried to take her mind of Sorren touching her but she couldn't, Azalea attempted to steady her breathing, she felt like her whole body was on fire. Azalea watched every movement he made with her finger, her heart rate increasing the more he teased her. She didn't know how much longer she could last. Azalea did her best to avoid his gaze, turning and twisting to look anywhere but him for fear she'd break. 


But as her hand trailed his lips, Azalea was forced to look back into his eyes, seeing the lust in them. At that moment, he had her. His gaze the final breaking point. Her hand now resting on his chest, his face inches from hers, Azalea could no longer maintain steady breathing. Her chest rose and fell at a rapid rate as she stared into his green-eyed-lust filled eyes, Azalea felt her knees weaken at the sight. 


Now pressed tightly against him, inches from his lips. Azalea knew he had won, but she was far beyond saving at that point. "Why you rotten-" Azalea growled, cutting herself off as she pressed her lips to his own. Her heart exploded into fireworks, nothing else mattered at that point. It was just her and Sorren. 


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~Sorren Latrent~
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Sorren savoured the feeling of having Azalea in the palm of his hand, he had the upper footing and it felt amazing. Feeling her goosebumps, seeing her bite her lip, her avoiding his gaze. In reality, she had him wrapped around her finger, she could say practically anything in her teasing, sultry voice and Sorren would melt.


The hybrid’s heart thumped in his chest, his blood rushed throughout his body, his emerald eyes never left hers – too absorbed by her presence. Sorren certainly would have given in if she didn’t after this attempt of pushing her over the edge. Luckily for him, she fell to his charms, as her lips pressed to his, the world fell away. From this moment forth, Sorren knew he would be addicted to Azalea.


She had made the first move and now Sorren knew he had the go ahead, he opened the flood gates on the lust that was desperately begging to be freed. Sorren returned her kiss, it was rough and passionate, his lust evident as the pair stumbled back against a tree. Sorren could hardly contain himself, he kissed Azalea like his life depended on it and expressed his feelings for her through the kiss in a way that words never could.


Sorren managed to pull his lips from Azalea’s but rested his forehead against hers. “Finally…”, he uttered, breathless, with a smirk curving his lips. He then moved one hand to her waist and the other to rest on one side of her neck. He began to kiss his way down her neck, leaving a trail of delicate kisses that were so faint they were like whispers. As Sorren reached the crease of her neck, to contrast with the soft stream of pecks he gave her a fervent love bite; one that when he pulled away left a light mark that was sure to visibly bruise.


Sorren bit his lip and smiled as he pulled away, he felt like he had waited a lifetime just for that moment. He now faced Azalea again, his heart was still racing, threatening to burst at any second as he gazed into her eyes. “I would hide that from Cat”, he said, still wearing a smile and trying to recover his breath.


Sorren could want nothing more than to spend the whole day with Azalea but he guessed that they had better get back to school soon, otherwise Kalin, Akira, and Cat would get suspicious. Especially if they came back together and with Sorren being shirtless. In the moment, Sorren had completely forgotten he held Azalea’s jacket and had absently let it drop to the floor. Reluctantly, Sorren backed away from Azalea and grabbed her jacket and then her phone from his pocket, he held them out for her to take. “A deal’s a deal”, he said with a smug grin.


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       ~ Azalea Silver ~
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Azalea felt something she hadn't felt in a long time. But she couldn't place the right word on it. Although it was similar to the feeling... it was something she'd never felt before. It was spectacular. The most beautiful feeling in the world. Too perfect to describe. Azalea could feel the butterflies, the feeling that she was falling both there was no ground to stop her. And she knew it was love. 


Azalea's kiss was as passionate and rough as his own, as if she couldn't get enough of him. So many words unspoken but heard through the kiss. Azalea couldn't care less as she was pressed against the tree by Sorren. Azalea was just as breathless as Sorren as he rested his forehead against hers. 


Azalea laughed, breathless at his comment, her eyes opening and staring into his intense green eyes, grinning from ear to ear. Both her arms were wrapped back around his neck, but her hands slid down slowly to his defined abs as he left delicate kisses down her, as if she would break, like delicate porcelain. 


Azalea's fingers slid dangerously slow on his defined chest as his kisses got lower, letting out small gasps or exhales at the relief from his touch. Azalea let out a sharp intake of breath as he gave her a love bite, halfway from surprise and halfway from pain and pleasure. 


"That's why we have makeup." Azalea said, still slightly breathless, as pulled herself together again, smirking. 


As as he held out her phone and jacket, Azalea made sure to quickly swipe it from his hands, in one swift movement, throwing her jacket over her shoulder and dropping her phone in her jacket pocket. "Our only deal. " Azalea said coolly with a smirk, referring that this kiss would be there only one, although she sounded more like she was assuring herself that it wouldn't happen again. 


Azalea looked him up and down and bit her lip. It'd look obvious if he came back with her, especially without a shirt. "And you, need a shirt." Azalea said smirking. 


"Unless you want to take everything else off." Azalea said sultrily and suggestively before laughing her cute laugh. Azalea took a step for the school, moving backwards, her eyes never leaving Sorren's. 


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~Sorren Latrent~
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Sorren couldn’t draw his mind from Azalea, he had his past ingrained into the back of his head, always lurking but for this moment, Azalea completely consumed his thoughts – he could think of nothing but her and how she made him feel. Azalea filled the missing piece of his heart that had disappeared all those years ago. She made him complete.


His bright, emerald eyes never left hers for a moment, he thrived on the emotion that she conveyed through her deep, pool-like eyes. When Azalea grinned and slowly slid her hands down his abs as he kissed her, Sorren subconsciously grinded against her. Her fingers slid down lower and slower, Sorren thought his heart was going to burst through his chest; the teasing was almost unbearable, he desperately wanted her trail to continue.


Another audibly groan escaped Sorren’s lips as Azalea let out an assortment of melodic sounds, which only made him want to continue further. The moment seemingly came to an end as Azalea snatched her jacket and phone from his grasp, Sorren had to hide his disappointment, wishing it could have lasted forever.


Sorren grinned slyly as Azalea spoke in a cool tone, “Whatever you say”, he replied sarcastically, obviously not believing she didn’t enjoy the kiss as much as him; a round two was definitely on the cards and he knew she wouldn’t be against it. Sorren’s grin widened as Azalea looked him up and down then bit her lip. If she would have let him, Sorren would have ripped her clothes off right then and there. What she said was true though, he did need a shirt, he would have to sneak back to his dorm room to retrieve one.


Sorren was surprised he didn’t faint after hearing Azalea’s last comment, his blood rapidly rushed throughout his body, he felt as if he was on fire, and he had to try and subtly adjust his trousers appropriately. Sorren’s mind was already getting ahead of itself. He smirked, her sultry tone practically attached a leash to him and pulled Sorren towards her as she moved backwards.


His eyes were latched lustfully to hers, “Well that wouldn’t be fair now would it”, Sorren said, a mischievous smirk curving his lips as he took calculated steps towards her. “We would have to take it in turns”, Sorren added with a teasing, low voice as he now stood intimately close to Azalea again. He raised a hand and ever so slowly pulled down one of the straps of Azalea’s tank top, “This would have to go first”, Sorren said as the strap dropped and rested against her arm. He let out a short, seductive laugh as it was now his turn to gradually step backwards towards the school while maintaining their daringly intense eye contact.


Sorren obviously didn't expect her to continue but was amused to say the least at the little game the two had going on, enjoying it and Azalea’s company immensely. Sorren wasn’t one for losing, especially any challenge set by Azalea. He resolved he had to go as far as was needed to show Azalea who held the power between them, knowing it frustrated her beyond belief. Only pleasing him all the more.


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It was...indescribable. The feeling Azalea felt. Azalea was always on her guard. Always running. She didn't have time to enjoy the little moments in life, she couldn't trust friends, and her only use of men was to use them and manipulate them. But with Sorren...Azalea was conflicted to say the least. He made her forget, she let her guard down with him. At least, somewhat. She hadn't planned to stay at the school for long, she couldn't. Now... she didn't know what to do. Which was rare. She always had a plan. 


Azalea wished it didn't have to end, she desperately wanted to be as close to Sorren as possible, but she knew Cat would be interrogating enough as it was. Cat would definitely do some investigating. She'd have to sneak into her dorm to cover up the bite marks. 


Azalea scowled at Sorren's sarcastic reply, struggling to suppress her own smirk, as Sorren had seen right through her statement, and she knew this wouldn't be the last moment that would be shared between them. Azalea struggled to suppress a smile as his grin continued to widen, and she had to look around at anywhere but Sorren to stop her own pounding heartbeat. 


Azalea felt like her body was entirely inflamed, and Sorren being shirtless didn't help. Azalea watched Sorren attempt to subtly adjust his trousers and smirked rather triumphantly, as if she was doing any better then him. Which she certainly wasn't. Azalea had to push multiple images put of her mind. 


She internally groaned as Sorren took calculated steps towards her, and she fought the urge to flee from his merciless teasing. Azalea clenched her jaw as he got incredibly close again, and she wondered if he knew what he was doing to her. She watched his  slowly; excruciatingly slowly, pull the strap of her tanktop down unto her arm, where goosebumps formed at his touch. Azalea flinched, scowling as he laughed, backing away, but her eyes never left his. 


Azalea was already frustrated at her loss. She couldn't let it happen again. She couldn't let him have more power over her then she did him. Azalea followed after, turning and twisting around certain trees that made sure to show of her body in a teasing manner, mostly maintains eye contact with Sorren, smirking slyly. 


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~Sorren Latrent~
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Sorren continued in the same manner as the pair gradually made their way towards the school, he would make sure to use his hybrid speed to his advantage. As she turned alluringly around trees, tempting Sorren with her voluptuous figure, he would steal a caress from her before she could react; a stroke of her thigh, a massage of her shoulders, and whenever Sorren felt particularly daring he would let his fingers trace just over her shapely behind. His teasing was becoming more bold, he knew he was affecting Azalea but wanted to see how much she could take.


The two continued to torment each other as they approached the school, never losing each other's eyes for more than a few seconds. Sorren and Azalea were now just nearby the front entrance, slightly obscured from view, Sorren smirked at Azalea as he grabbed one of her hands and pulled her tightly against him. His other hand snaked around to her jacket where he slyly grabbed her phone, inserting his number into the device under the name "Mr. Latrent".


Sorren placed her phone back into her jacket before leaning back a bit to gaze into Azalea's eyes, he quickly moved his lips to hers taking a tender kiss from her, he pulled on her lip as he reluctantly tore himself away from her. "You're mine", he said in a deep, velvety voice before stepping away from her with a grin and flashing in the direction of his dorm.


The hybrid arrived at his room in no time, taking care to avoid people as to not raise their suspicion because of him being shirtless. Sorren entered his room quickly, promptly closing the door behind him. He was about to stroll over to his wardrobe to pick another shirt to wear before he heard a familiar voice come from the direction of his couch.


"And just where have you been?", Kalin questioned as he narrowed his eyes at Sorren. 


Shit.


Sorren had forgotten that today was one of those days where him, Kalin, and Akira would exchange each other's lunches to see who had the best taste; Akira would always win but it was a tradition that they had made and kept to for a while. Sorren grabbed a navy blue shirt from his wardrobe and began to put it on as he replied to Kalin, "I got kept behind in class and then spilled some...acid down me and it ruined my other shirt". Sorren had made a quick lie up on the spot, he had Chemistry earlier in the day so hopefully it was at least slightly believable. "Did you forget I'm a psychic and can tell you're lying to me?", Kalin sighed before continuing, "I could easily read your mind and find out where you were but I'd like to see my 18th birthday so I won't" he laughed as he walked over to Sorren. Kalin raised his eyebrows suggestively, "I can guess what you were really up to anyway", he said exaggerating his eyebrow movements.


Sorren rolled his eyes but couldn't stop himself from smiling, remembering the passionate moment he shared with Azalea, he snapped his face into a smirk upon realising what he was doing. "I suppose you will have to keep guessing...", Sorren laughed as he finished putting on his shirt before sauntering to his bathroom to redo his hair. "I'm using your Netflix again!", Kalin shouted before Sorren spent a few minutes in the bathroom cleaning himself up.


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Azalea was determined to win there little game. On the way back, every time Sorren would steal a caress, Azalea would gasp, or scowl, or even attempt to swat his hand away, but he was always too quick for her. 


Azalea gasped and scowled angrily as Sorren suddenly grabbed both her hands and pulled her against him once more. Her eyes followed his hand as it snaked around her, and her eyes narrowed as he stole her phone from her jacket, thinking he was stealing it once more but suppressed a smirk as he put in his number in one quick movement of his fingers.  Azalea had to slightly tilt her head upwards as he gave her a much more tender kiss, and Azalea returned it sweetly and tenderly, feeling more fireworks explode in her heart. The indescribable feeling Azalea still couldn't name. Perhaps it didn't deserve one. No name could do it justice. 


Azalea gave a mock pout as he stepped away, but as he told her she was his, Azalea could not even suppress the faintest of a smile tracing her lips. She gave a little wave with her fingers as he flashed off, smirking to herself. 


Azalea stood there in sort of a stupor for a moment, unconsciously smiling to herself, before quickly heading for her dorm, making sure to move quickly so nobody could spot the bite marks. Azalea quickly slid into her dorm, shutting it quietly  and locking it. Azalea rested her forehead against the door for a couple moments, trying to gather her thoughts. Until she heard a quiet shuffle behind her. Azalea turned around, and leapt back against the door in surprise.


"Gah!" 


Standing side by side, was Garrett, whom was shirtless, and Cat, who was also shirtless, both blushing sheepishly, deep crimson from shame and embarrassment. Garrett wore some of Cat's red lipstick. 


"Az..." Cat began in a sheepish way. "Heyyy..?"


"Garrett." Azalea said in a flat tone, who shifted uncomfortably at Azalea's cold stare. Before his eyes shifted to her neck, but Azalea didn't have time to take this into account as Cat quickly spoke. 


"Wait! Wait wait!" Cat said quickly, as Azalea's eyes glinted black, eyeing Garrett with murderous intent. Azalea turned and looked at Cat with surprise. "I er..invited him in." Cat said, dunking her head at Azalea's alarmed and cold stare. Azalea was tired, and weakened, her patience was running low. 


Suddenly, Azalea was pinned up against the door, her head slamming against it, and Azalea was met with Garrett's pulsing, blood-red eyes staring hungrily into her neck. While Sorren was a hybrid, and could control his bloodlust for the most part, average vampires seemed to have a hard time with their bloodlust, it seemed Garrett was one of them. 


"Garrett!" Cat cried, horrified. 


Before Azalea could even react, Garrett's hand roughly pushed her head to the side, exposing her neck to him. "Just a bite.." Garrett murmured to himself, leaning into her, where she could feel his cold breath on her skin, his teeth grazed her soft skin, about to puncture into her neck, close to where Sorren had when-


Garrett leapt back, his already pale skin losing the rest of its color, contrasting with his black hair. He looked terrified. "Th-the hybrid?! He-him...you two..bit...you?!" Garrett stuttered, shocked, his face of utter horror and fear as his eyes faded back to their normal bright blue ones, wide and fearful, fixiated on Sorren's fang marks on her neck. 


"Well. It felt a little like..." Azalea cut her icy, vengeful voice off as her eyes turned jet black. Garrett watched horrified as he raised his hand, against his will, and trailed slowly up his neck, before his nails began to dig into his skin. "This." Azalea said coldly as his nails went deeper and deeper, almost piercing skin when-


Cat grabbed Azalea's arm, causing Azalea to lose her concentration on Garrett, and stop controlling him. "Stop it! Both of you! Enough!" Cat cried, in a pleading voice. 


Azalea angrily yanked her arm away. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't run him through with a stick." Azalea snapped angrily. 


Cat quickly explained. "Well, after you know... I came back and I got so worried and bored and- Oh I'm so glad you know!" Cat said, throwing her arms around Azalea, and Azalea awkwardly patted her head in response. 


"It's been horrible keeping this a secret!" Cat exclaimed. "I've loved Garrett for what seems like forever, and well, he asked me out and now we're together!" Cat said happily, hugging Azalea tightly, and Azalea gently shoved her away, placing her hands on her shoulders and giving her a slight push. 


"Right." Azalea said slowly as she processed the information. Cat was in love with Garrett. It all clicked. 


"H-hi" Garrett stuttered said stupidly with a smile beaming from Cat's proclaimed love of him, his eyes still fearful, glancing between Azalea and the door, as if Azalea would decided to kill him anyway, or as if Sorren would burst into the room any moment and tear his head off. 


"Yeah no." Azalea said flatly, walking past them both and swiping up Garretts shirt of the floor. She turned back to Garrett. "We're not doing this. Out." Azalea said jutting a thumb at the door, and throwing Garrett's shirt right in his face. 


Garrett nodded, catching his shirt and quickly fleeing the room, 


"Sorry!" Cat called after him as the door closed. 


Azalea threw Cat's shirt at her as Azalea walked into the bathroom, shaking her head as if Cat was a child. 


"What?" Cat said innocently with a hint of irritation, storming after Azalea while pulling her shirt on. 


Azalea snorted as she began to remove her clothing, starting with her jacket, then tank top. "Really? Garrett fucking West? Garrett West. He's a keeper for sure." Azalea said with raised eyebrows, her tone of disbelief as if Garrett was the ugliest person alive. 


"Yeah... what's wrong with Garrett?" Cat asked defensively as she reapplied her smeared lipstick. 


"I've seen lizards smarter then Garrett." Azalea said, turning on bathroom the fan and stepping into the shower. 


"Yeah? Well at least my boyfriend doesn't bite me." Cat snapped, and Azalea instinctively slapped a hand over the fang mark and another hand over the love bite mark, which was already beginning to bruise. 


He's of no such title. I just didn't want him to rip apart the school. I happen to like the terrible lunch food." Azalea said coolly, glad Cat couldn't see the smile on her face as Azalea remembered the last kiss she shared with Sorren, Azalea touched her lip, remembering the kiss, her smile grew, and she gave a quiet chuckle. She felt giddy inside. 


"Liar." Cat said snickering, walking out of the bathroom and leaving Azalea to shower as Azalea turned the hot water on. 


Azalea was so giddy she could've danced. 


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~Sorren Latrent~
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Sorren had decided to have a quick shower, resolving he didn't want to smell of river water, and it gave him time to...calm down...after avoiding people at any cost to escape what would turn into a very embarrassing situation; luckily Kalin didn't pay much attention to anything unless it involved food or attractive women. Sorren had finished, dried himself, redone his hair, and  then changed into some fresh clothes - making sure to apply his favourite cologne for a reason Sorren told himself he didn't know.


After taking much longer to get ready than expected, Sorren walked out of the bathroom to see Kalin passed out on the sofa, a bag of chilli heatwave Doritos half spilled over him. Sorren chuckled, this was completely normal behaviour for his friend, he would be nice for once and not prank him since he was in such a good mood.


The hybrid plopped onto the other end of the sofa, his mind already drifting back to Azalea, wanting to be near her again. He contemplated going to see her, despite lunch ending really soon but he didn't care since he only had Learning Lab next, basically a free period anyway. Ultimately, Sorren resolved against it, he didn't want Cat to get any ideas and he didn't want Azalea knowing how much she was on his mind.


The hybrid found himself wishing the dance would come sooner, Sorren had wanted to dance with Azalea ever since he first saw her graceful movements in her memories. He grinned to himself when his mind wandered to their bet, Sorren was pretty confident that he would win and had already begun to think of some things that Azalea could do as his 'undeniable favour'.


Sorren's eyes then flicked to the TV, he rolled his eyes as he grabbed the remote and switched it off. Kalin had the worst taste in movies and Sorren could hardly stand it. Sorren simply sat for a while, collecting his thoughts and mentally planning ahead, enjoying some time where his mind wasn't driving him crazy and had a moment of peace. That was until the bell rang, signalling the end of lunch and the start of the next period. Kalin instantly shot up, looking disoriented and his hair slightly dishevelled. "W-What?" he mumbled absently-mindedly, rubbing his eyes before lazily looking around the room, he relaxed upon seeing Sorren at the end of the couch. Kalin brushed his clothes off before standing up and stretching.


"I would give that nap a solid eight out of ten".


"You're an idiot".


"I may be an idiot but I sure am a handsome one".


Sorren face palmed before standing up and sauntering towards the door of his dorm, "Lets leave before you revert me to your primal form", he said with a sigh. Kalin laughed in response before following Sorren to the door, where both of them exited the room and headed towards the girl's dormitory to find their partner in crime, Akira.


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Azalea had desperately needed the shower. She needed a clear head. And a clean body for that matter. She didn't want to smell like blood or river water for the dance. She couldn't have it clouded with thoughts of Sorren, as much as she wanted to. She had some things to take care of. Unpleasant, but necessary. 


Azalea stepped out of the shower, after drying off with a towel, Azalea dressed into different clothes, but not too different from her usual clothing style. Azalea's clothing style screamed daring, always showing off more then she should have, but not too much, like Pandora, whom Azalea had yet to deal with. 


Azalea dressed in black leggings, black high heel boots, a daring pink shirt that hugged her tiny waist nicely and showed off a little too much cleavage, just to win the game Sorren was determined to win, and winning in her case, and a cropped black denim jacket. 


Afterwards, she needed to take care of the bite marks. Azalea exclaimed them in the mirror, the love bite was just slightly beginning to bruise, the puncture wounds were quite visible from Sorren's fangs, and there were faint bite markings from when Garrett had just attempted to bite her. Azalea covered it with makeup, making her skin look completely natural again, although she couldn't cover up Sorren's fang marks completely, and were faintly visible. Azalea did the rest of her makeup and hair, and walked out of the bathroom. 


On the floor, Cat was on her knees, unpacking Azalea's suitcase with quick determination. 


"Cat." Azalea said coldly, leaning against the bathroom doorframe, her eyes narrowed. 


Cat turned around, surprised. "Oh! Sorry, I just thought I'd help you get settled. Since you haven't unpacked...anything." Cat said, as if it was obvious she should have. 


"That's because I don't settle." Azalea said irritated, as she crossed the floor and kneeled down, picking her things up. "This isn't permanent. I'll be leaving soon." Azalea said as she put her stuff back in a suitcase, Cat's face fell. 


"Wh-what? But what about-what about Sorre-" 


"What about him?" Azalea snapped, her movements sharp and fast. Cat had hit a nerve. Azalea clenched her jaw, 


Cat stared at the floor and after a moment of silence said "I don't want to leave.."  She said in a quiet, barely audible voice. 


"Then don't. I never asked you to follow me." Azalea said with an edge to her calm tone, the room falling back into a tense silence. 


"Why? You always stay in one place at least a year-"


"Things have changed." Azalea said flatly, cutting off Cat, stuffing more things into her suitcase. Keeper. 


Cat's eyes watered. "Please don't leave." She pleaded, her face turning into despair. 


Azalea felt a surge of guilt but didn't show it. She stared at the suitcase, pausing a moment, before continuing to pack stuff in. "I'll be here for another week. You'll be okay." 


Cat was was on the verge of hysterics, she stood up angrily, tears pooling from her eyes, Cat began to shout, ranting about Azalea always leaving and being "a bitch", while Azalea tried to calm her down, not wanting to be heard from anyone passing by the dorm but Cat barreled on, ignoring Azalea, having one of her tantrums Azalea was all too familiar with. 


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Sorren and Kalin had chatted about nothing in particular as they strolled to the girls dormitory, Kalin kept trying to question Sorren about what he had been doing all day but Sorren instantly shut down his inquiries - keeping the conversation light, just filled with general small talk and banter. Sorren wasn't one for opening up, the only person he talked to freely without any kind of mental barriers was his sister. She was also he only person he allowed to call him by the nickname 'Ren'.


The pair walked up the front steps and towards Akira's dorm room, just before arriving they saw the blonde burst out of her room and to the room next door, thundering into the room that was emitting obnoxiously loud shouting. Kalin and Sorren looked at each other before rushing towards the room in which Akira entered.


"Some people like to study!", Akira growled as she raised one of her hands, preparing to cast a spell. "I think you need to learn some fucking manners!", Akira continued as she glared at Cat before pressing her thumb and index finger together, forcibly closing Cat's mouth and making her unable to utter another word. Akira then closed her hand into a fist, locking the spell in place and consequently locking Cat's mouth shut as if her lips were stitched together with an unbreakable thread. Akira glanced over to Azalea, looking her over disapprovingly, "Keep your roommate under control", she snarled turning on her heel, about to leave.


At that moment, Sorren and Kalin stumbled through the door, Sorren's eyes flicked to Akira, then Cat, and rested on Azalea. Just great, Sorren thought as he rolled his eyes.


"Sorren, I don't know how you bare with this imbec-".


"Shut up Akira", Sorren interrupted before looking at Cat, the obvious source of the shouting but was now completely silent.


"Release her from the spell...", he sighed his eyes lazily moving over to Akira. Akira had a fiery temper so this sort of situation wasn't unusual for Sorren to witness and as Akira comes from a lineage of powerful witches...it can, however, prove problematic.


"I was trying to study like a normal student", her eyes darted menacingly to Cat for emphasise before returning to Sorren, "And all I hear is this pathetic waste of oxygen yelling her head off". Akira folded her arms across her chest, frustrated, "I had to get her to shut up somehow", she finished with a huff. Kalin just stood awkwardly at the door, knowing all too well not to get involved when Akira was angry.


Sorren sauntered over to Akira, poking a finger to her forehead, "You're already on your last warning, do you want to get expelled?". Sorren's tone was matter-of-fact but a small grin curved his lips out of amusement.


Akira pouted as she gave Sorren a light shove to remove his finger from her skin, "Fine...", she murmured in defeat as she drew the symbols to unlock the spell onto the palm of her hand. Upon finishing, Cat's mouth dropped open, a small bit of drool falling out. Sorren mockingly patted Akira on the head with a smirk, "Do that again and you won't have a hand", she snapped but both of them knew it was a joke.


"Well now that Akira is not threatening to turn into the Hulk anymore, it's nice to see you again Cat", he said with a grin, his eyes flicking to Azalea, suddenly remembering she was in the room. He gulped before nodding towards her, "Azalea", he said before returning his eyes to Cat, half afraid that if he looked at Azalea for too long he would turn into stone.


Sorren looked over to Azalea, unable to prevent a smirk from appearing on his face, he had to try incredibly hard to keep eye contact with her. She certainly knew how to dress. "Better?", he asked as he pulled on the material of his fitting shirt. It was a bit of an inside joke, he was asking if she preferred this shirt to him being shirtless but to the others in the room, they wouldn't understand what he was implying.


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Cat would've put Cat to sleep by now, if she wasn't saving her strength for something else, so she'd have to tire Cat out. 


"And what about the strawberry vendor?!" Cat screamed, throwing whatever she could at Azalea, she picked up a book and threw it, Azalea stepped to the side, dodging it. 


"They were free! Free fucking strawberries!" Cat yelled in rage, her face blotchy and stained with tears. 


"They were poisoned." Azalea retorted calmly, using a pillow to block another book. 


Cat gritted her teeth in frustration. "AGH! Why can't you get angry?! Are you just completely devoid of emotion?!" Cat screamed, her voice cracking. 


At that moment, Azalea's door was slammed open, and Cat spun around, clenching her fists, but surprised. Akira, a powerful witch as Azalea remembered, angrily burst into their room, yelling about studying. 


Azalea leaned against the wall, folding her arms across her chest with an amused smirk plastered on her face as the scene unfolded between Akira and Cat. Cat touched her lips frantically, unable to speak, her eyes flew into panic as she looked between Akira and Azalea.


Azalea flinched, remembering her mothers sewn lips. 


Azalea watched Akira, looking roguishly amused, and her face did not change as Akira snapped at her, and turned to leave. 


Just then, Sorren and Kalin rushed in, and her eyes flicked between the two, resting on Sorren. 


Shit. 


Cat dunked her head guilty as Sorren looked at her. Azalea kicked the lid of her suitcase, snapping it shot before lazily kicking it under the bed. Her smirk was gone, and her eyes wandered around the empty room, to avoid looking at Sorren at any cost, for fear she'd smile or turn giddy at the sight of him. 


Azalea's dorm was quiet plain. Basically empty. A queen sized bed in the corner of the room, a dresser, which had nothing in it, gathering dust. An an end table with a couple books on it, and Azalea's flask. Packed and ready to leave at a moments notice. 


Azalea watched the interaction between Akira and Sorren with raised eyebrows, feigning bored interest. Azalea wondered if the two had ever dated at a time, but brushed of the thought with mild interest. He acted the same with Akira as he did Kalin. 


The moment Cat was released from her spell, she glared angrily at Akira. "Bitch." Cat said in a flat voice, angrily wiping her tears off her face, embarrassed. Azalea allowed a trace of a smirk to curve her lips at Cat's comment, still leaning against the wall, looking quite amused. 


As Kalin spoke, Azalea's eyes flicked to him, her smirk grew, looking amused, but her eyes glinted with murderous intent. "It's nice to see you Kalin." Azalea said softly in her sultry voice, which made it all the more deadly. 


Cat looked at Kalin as if realizing he was just there. "Oh!" Kalin! Hi." Cat said, blushing to shame.


Cat glared at Azalea with a look that said "this isn't over" and Azalea returned it with a thin cold smile that said it was, her eyes glinted dangerously. 


Azalea softened as Sorren spoke, although she was still smirking amusedly. Her smirk grew wider at his inside joke, knowing that everyone bit them wouldn't get it. "Hmm." Azalea said, mocking a fake inspection. "No. I like the last look better." Azalea said amused. 


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Sorren slowly shook his head but couldn't hide his amusement when Akira snapped around to face towards Cat upon hearing her comment, "I would like for you to say that a bit louder and to my face...dirty-". Akira didn't finish her insult as Sorren quickly placed a hand over her mouth, silencing her. He didn't want an argument to erupt in the middle of the girls dormitory. Akira wasn't best pleased however, she grabbed the hybrid's hand and tore it from her mouth, "Don't make me find one of the daggers Sorren!", she spurted before she could stop herself. Sorren shot her a glare, "I think it's about time you went back to studying...", he suggested but it was more like a command. Akira rolled her eyes but didn't respond, exiting the room and returning to her own.


Kalin subconsciously took a step away from Azalea, in any direction as long as it put distance between him and her. He looked over to Cat and chuckled, "You have one hell of a pair of lungs on you".


Sorren grinned at Azalea's reply, already straight back to the teasing, but Sorren wasn't prepared to lose their little game. "If you're lucky, maybe you will see more of it later", he said suggestively as he slowly looked Azalea up and down, as if she were prey to be hunted. Sorren wanted to continue tempting her but resolved he couldn't do so in the presence of both Cat and Kalin so instead he attempted to send a mental message to Azalea.


Technically it would be less, since I would be wearing a lot less clothes.


He projected in a deep, velvety voice as his grin curved up his lips a bit more, his intense emerald eyes not leaving Azalea's as he said it. Sorren then looked over to Cat, he felt slight resentment towards her despite knowing that she probably didn't whole heartedly agree with Azalea's plan earlier in the day. "This is a...quaint...room you have here", he said casually as he glanced around the bland room, he wondered what Azalea's actual room looked like; one that she designed herself and stayed in, perhaps her one at home before she left.


Sorren sauntered over to the bed in the corner, as if he were inspecting the room further. In reality though, his eyes were on Azalea, he smirked at her mischievously, his eyes seemingly glowing. He sat down on it, his arms stretched out behind him and his legs somewhat apart, "Comfortable", he uttered as one of his hands ran over the sheets. Sorren's gaze was still locked with Azalea's, "Such a nice bed shouldn't be experienced alone...", he said as if it were merely a comment but Sorren knew Azalea would be able to read it. Kalin would simply see such a comment as harmless banter, it flying over his head but he is fortunate that Akira left, she would definitely picked up on it.


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Azalea continued to lazily lean against the wall, one leg bent and a foot on the wall. Azalea looked even more amused as Akira spun on Cat after the insult, smirking as if Akira were a child doing something cute or stupid. Azalea snorted as Sorren put a hand over Akira's mouth, and wondered if this sort of interaction went on all the time between them. However, when Akira mentioned the daggers, Azalea straightened a bit, listening intently but feigning non interest. 


Where would you hide the one weaponthat could kill you?


 Azalea thought quietly to herself as she watched Akira leave. 


Unless he didn't have them. 


Azalea watched Kalin with a smirk, but with eyes that screamed danger. Cat chuckled, despite the situation. "It seems to be the only way to get through to this bitch." Cat said, indicating towards Azalea with her head, who was still watching Kalin with glinting eyes. "It's impossible to change her mind with her and her plans to- Mmph!"


Cat was cut off as her lips suddenly clamped shut, across the room, Azalea's eyes were jet black. Cat gave a pout before throwing up her arms in surrender. Azalea's eyes returned to their normal brown after a moment, and Cat glared at Azalea. 


Azalea's gaze shifted from Cat to Sorren as he suggestively responded to her comment. A small smirk playing at her lips as he noticeably looked her up and down,  but flinching at the same time and she internally groaned as his teasing continued, but found herself almost compelled to meet his intense gaze, unable to look away as he projected his voice into her head in a tone that nearly made her melt. Azalea replied in seductive tone, feigning nativity. 


Such a shame my lucks gone dry.


 Azalea replied, her smirk growing, until he glanced at Cat, and Azalea sighed in slight relief, able to look away from his gaze, but slightly scowled at his comment on her room. 


Cat shrugge at Sorren's comment, still feeling guilty from earlier that day. "My dorms such a pit, I don't bother to clean it up at this point, so I'm generally here but Az insists on keeping her dorm empty and dull, all because she's leaving." Cat said bluntly, indicating at Azalea with her head, her face indignant as she defiantly raised her chin in a childish pout. 


Azalea threw up her arms, exasperated. Oh honestly Cat, you wonder why I don't tell you everything." Azalea said crossly, irritated. 


Azalea watched Sorren saunter over to her bed with a glare, a hint of a smirk tracing her lips that she desperately tried to suppress. Azalea couldn't stop from staring back into his mischievously green eyes, her eyes narrowed as he made himself perfectly comfortable on the bed. 


Azalea flinched as she watched his hand run over her sheets, but feigned amusement. A smirk plastered on her face, although her eyes glinted dangerously. "Ah, but it's so much more fun being alone." Azalea said in a mock pout, tilting her head with a sly smirk. 


Azalea tore her eyes away from Sorren and back at Kalin and Cat, her eyes flicking between the two. Something clicked. 


If Cat liked Kalin..then why was she with Garrett so suddenly? 


"Kalin!" Azalea said suddenly, as if realizing he was there. "Leave." Azalea said with sarcastic enthusiasm, indicating towards the door with her head. 


Azalea slowly looked back to Sorren, looking him up and down with a faint smirk before saying. "You too." Azalea added in a flat voice. 


Cat glared at Azalea from across the room. "You're kicking them out?! They just got here." Cat objected crossly. 


"And now," Azalea said, spinning on the toe of one foot and leaning over the dresser and staring out the window at the outside scenery. "They are just leaving. You're welcome to join them Cat, in fact, I insist you leave as well. I have things to do."  Azalea said coolly with a smirk, her back to Cat. 


Cat scowled before turning and heading for the door, entering the hallway. "Bye Kalin!" Cat turned around and called with a blush, before quickly hurrying down the hallway with quick strides. 


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Hands in his pockets and maintaining a smug demeanour, Sorren watching the interaction between Cat and Kalin. His friend so obviously liked Cat, unable to be discreet in his admiration of anybody whom he fancied. Kalin kept his eyes focused on Cat but couldn't stop himself from noticing the withering stare that Azalea looked at him with, his breathing increasing ever so slightly. However, he kept a smile on his face as Cat spoke to him. I couldn't agree with her being a bitch more even if I wanted to, he thought, deciding it was definitely for the best if he didn't voice that opinion. "Well at least you don't have to put up with Mr. I'm always right over here", he replied gesturing towards Sorren with his thumb and getting raised eyebrow from Sorren in response - as if saying 'I dare you to say that again'. 


Suppressing his wide grin was something Sorren was unable to do at that moment, he was immensely enjoying the back and forth teasing between him and Azalea; her feigned naivety only making him want to continue in his pursuit of her. His eyes lazily rested on Cat as she responded, he listened intently until she mentioned Azalea leaving, upon which his amused expression dropped and he seemed to forget his surroundings. It never crossed his mind that she would leave, she couldn't leave. Not now. Sorren had fallen for her hard, his heart dropped at the news, aching. But externally he remained composed, a calm look on his face, Sorren didn't like to show any sign of vulnerability.


Snapping back into reality as Azalea spoke to Cat, Sorren looked at Azalea as he tilted his head contemplatively. She didn't just play him did she? Azalea wasn't using him for fun before she up and left, right? Sorren hated to think it but couldn't help doubting himself, frustrated that he would let himself get so attached to someone whom he now thought perhaps didn't care for him at all. Maybe he was being irrational but with heightened emotions it's hard not to be sometimes.


Nevertheless, Sorren forced a smirk onto his face to mask his deep thought. "You only say that because you haven't truly experienced what it's like to be with someone to show you otherwise", he said coolly but his eyes gleamed daringly and his smirk still curved his lips. Sorren sat comfortably on the bed but Kalin became startled as Azalea suddenly called his name. "Holy fu-", he exclaimed as his head jerked towards Azalea, his attention had been solely focused on Cat so Azalea speaking to him caught him off guard. "I have no problem leaving, you psyc-person...", he quickly corrected himself and then awkwardly trailed off before waving to Sorren and promptly exiting the dorm room, calling a goodbye to Cat as he turned in the opposite direction to where she headed.


Surely Azalea didn't think Sorren would listen to her, he did what he wanted when it suited him. Although, he stood up and leisurely walked towards the door as she looked at him, turning to face her again as she leaned on the dresser and gazed out of the window. Sorren took slow, calculated steps towards her, moving with silence and precision. Upon reaching her, Sorren gently placed his hands onto her shoulders,  before he trailed his hands slowly down her back until they rested on her waist. "It's such a disappointment that you're leaving, the fun was only just beginning", he said in a smooth, teasing voice but Sorren actually meant what he said; he didn't want the one person that made his heart race to disappear before he got the chance to tell them, show them, how they made him feel.


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Azalea enjoyed the power she maintained over Kalin, seeing his chest rise and fall just a bit faster from his fear, not daring to meet her withering gaze, it gave her some sort of comfort of control, after battling with it with Sorren, whom she still didn't have power over. Azalea glanced at Sorren, only to see his grin had been wiped of his face as Cat told him she was leaving. Azalea quickly looked away, feeling a stab of pain and guilt, and she stared at the floor a moment to avoid looking back at him. She considered reading his thoughts, but knew that he would know if she did. Her heart throbbed painfully, Azalea hated the thought of leaving someone who made her feel as happy as he did. Which was why she was leaving. Keeper was only here because of her, if she left, he'd follow, and Sorren would be left in the clear. 


Azalea snapped back to attention as Sorren spoke, her head snapping up and seeing his smirk curving his face, his green eyes gleaming. Azalea returned his comment with a cool smirk, her eyes glinting daringly in return to his comment, as if daring him to continue with his teasing banter. 


Azalea eyes flicked to Kalin, amused at his reaction. However, Azalea's eyes turned black as a deadly threat as Kalin almost called her a psycho, but quickly corrected himself, much to her amusement. She watched him leave with black eyes until he left her sight, then they turned brown once again. Azalea watched Sorren head to the door with a smirk, assuming he was leaving, and left,  she turned back and gazed out the window, scanning for Garrett, whom should've left the dorm just about then if he was in a hurry, which he was when he left, but he made no appearance outside. 


What was was he up to? 


Azalea was startled out of her thoughts as Sorren gently grabbed her shoulders, making Azalea jump, slightly from surprise considering she hadn't even heard him approach. His hands trailing slowly down her back, and resting at her waist. Azalea smiled to herself at his teasing words, but quickly turned it into a smirk as she turned and faced him, wondering if there was any truth to his words, her dark eyes searched his own intensely for any meaning in them before she responded. "I won't be leaving for at least another weak." Azalea said in a sultry voice, "You'll get to enjoy me until then." Azalea teased, grinning, as if she were allowing him a privilege. But her heart ached as she said it. She didn't want to leave someone that loved her in a way nobody else could, she wanted to be as close to him for as long as possible, just as her heart desired. Azalea wished for l the endless possibilities of her and Sorren being together, Azalea desperately desired the cheesy moments from bad romance movies and such. 


We can't always get what we want though. 


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Being so close to Azalea again warmed Sorren's heart, he never thought that he would ever again find comfort in someone else's presence ever since the incident. Azalea did Sorren good, so her leaving would tear him apart. You wouldn't catch him admitting it but Sorren would become an emotional wreck Cloaking it up from everyone else but on the inside his heart would be shattered and his mind would be all over the place. Sorren was in love with Azalea. Her leaving would send him into a downwards spiral of destruction - once again another person whom he cared dearly about disappearing out of his life like they never existed.


Sorren eyes never left Azalea's as she stared into his bright green eyes with her own deep brown ones. A smirk tugged at her lips as she turned to face him, his hands didn't remain at her waist, instead slowly following the curves of her body to just underneath her chest before returning back down. Sorren repeated this process as she spoke to him, gradually moving his hands further upwards with each repetition; he did the action as he maintained eye contact with Azalea, as if he didn't realise what he was doing and it was just a normal thing to do, but obviously Sorren knew exactly what he was doing. It was just another way to tease Azalea.


A wicked, devilish grin curved Sorren's lips as he replied to Azalea in a husky tone, "A week isn't enough time for what I had planned for you", he began as he leaned in closer to the Whisper. "But I guess I could still run you ragged...", Sorren trailed off as he pressed his body to hers a bit more. All Sorren wanted to do now was kiss her but he wasn't going to give in, not when they had their little game going on. Sorren now deeply regretted creating such a game, he wanted Azalea now but his competitive nature just wouldn't allow him to lose a challenge.


After everything that had happened today, the last two days in fact, Sorren's mind had wandered from his blackmail scheme. He still had to pay the Crone a visit and embark into one of her famous deals. Sorren had no other choice though, he needed some more information that only she could provide so that he could put his plan underway. And he still had to keep Kalin and Akira on side, it would all be worth it in the end.


Returning from his thoughts, Sorren focused on Azalea once again. His mischievous gave was unwavering and he still wore a smirk on his face. "If I let you, how would you enjoy me?", he asked teasingly, his voice dripping with suggestion. Sorren let out a snicker before adding, "Excluding murder of course".


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Azalea resisted the urge to face plant into his chest and just lay there. She felt butterflies in her stomach, it made her want to laugh and spin, she felt like she could do the impossible with him, like she was falling but there was nothing to break it. Azalea loved Sorren, more then anyone she had in her life and all she wanted just be as close to him as possible. But she knew it'd have to end. She had to leave, not only Cat but Sorren. Back to being alone. It made Azalea's heart break just a little more, Azalea had been alone for a very long time. It kept an empty feeling inside her, a void that kept her cold, but smart. 


The void that Sorren filled. 


Azalea drew in a small intake of breath as his hands moved up the curves of her body, struggling to keep eye contact with him. Azalea  who had not liked to been touched by anything, or anyone, was being touched an awful lot. Not that she minded anymore anyway. Azalea bit her lip as he teased her, his hands gradually moving upwards, and he pressed her further into the desk behind her, but she hardly felt it at this point. 


Azalea smirked at his reply, brushing away the goosebumps forming on her skin under her jacket at his touch and his voice. Azalea's eyes flicked to his lips for a split second, tempted to press her lips to his, already missing his kisses, but she wouldn't give in so easily. 


Outside, the bell rang, signaling the end of 7th period. The dance would be at 8:00 pm. Tonight. Azalea would be with Sorren. The thought of dancing with him made her giddy. 


Azalea snapped back to attention as Sorren spoke again, his suggestive voice drawing her closer to him, her smirk as mischievous as his. Azalea hooked on finger on the collar of his shirt, pulling herself up in her toes, and pressing herself closer to Sorren. "Well, Sorren," Azalea began in a seductively low voice, her lips slightly brushing his before she pulled herself higher, and closer in the process. "I would tell you how dangerous it'd be to trust me." Azalea whispered in his ear, close enough so he could feel each warm breath from every word. Azalea laughed, pulling away and smirking, gazing deep into his bright eyes as her finger moved slowly, and teasingly down the center line of his abs through her shirt, smirking mischievously. 


Her finger stopped just in the middle of his chest, and Azalea gave a mock pout. "Stop distracting me." Azalea said flatly, unable to suppress a wry grin as she remembered the task at hand. 


As if on que, a rock smashed into the window behind Azalea, as fast as a bullet, glass exploded and shattered behind Azalea, the entire window literally exploding into the room, sending glass shards flying through the air, the rock aiming straight towards them, fast enough to wedge itself into someone's head, the rock more precisely aimed for Sorren. 


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~Sorren Latrent~
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A smirk had been a recurring expression that seemed to be plastered on Sorren's face recently, well with Azalea's reactions to his teasing such as her small intake of breath and her biting her lip, who could blame him. The more Azalea reacted to his advancements, the more he wanted to press her further. It was a vicious cycle really, for the both of them, the two unwilling to exhibit their feelings for each other not only because of their stubbornness but because of their inability to lose any kind of challenge easily.


The bell ringing alerted Sorren to it being the end of 7th period. He felt like he had done so little but experienced so much in just this one day, and he still had the dance to come. Sorren knew exactly what he was wearing for the dance, he always took care in his appearance but he also, deep down, wanted to impress Azalea. Usually, school organised events never really interested Sorren but getting to spend more time with Azalea under the pretence of it being for a bet, made him extremely interested.


The beating of Sorren's heart increased rapidly as Azalea hooked a finger into the collar of his shirt, his eyes flicked to her finger and then back up to her eyes. Azalea stood on her tiptoes and pressed herself closer to Sorren, their bodies now tightly pressed against each other, leaving no space between them. Sorren wouldn't be surprised if she felt the thumping of his heart because she was that close to him. Sorren grunted at Azalea's seductive tone as she spoke, it was the one sure way that she could make his skin feel as if it were burning. As her lips slightly brushed his, Sorren had to take a small loss, he looked away from Azalea and tilted his head back somewhat, letting out a soft groan of pleasure; he had to do it to keep himself under control. Sorren would receive a shockwave of bliss every time Azalea spoke, her words accompanied by a warm breath on his ear. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end but he grinned at Azalea, attempting to hide just how much she had affected him.


As she laughed and pulled away, Sorren sighed, half from relief of her not pushing him over the edge and half from disappointment of her not continuing and doing exactly that. Unfortunately, Sorren had jumped the gun, Azalea began to tantalisingly trail her finger down the centre line that defined his abs. Sorren had to tense his body to stop him from breaking from Azalea's playful torture. She stopped in the middle of his chest, luckily for him, but Sorren didn't relax - not sure if she would start her teasing again. Absently-mindedly, Sorren's hands had ventured up and rested just below Azalea's chest, his thumbs lightly poking into her skin. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, Sorren blushed, the faintest of blushes appeared on his cheeks, not noticeably unless you actually looked at his face carefully. Sorren couldn't believe he had gotten so distracted by Azalea, nearly falling to her charms without even realising, and instantly lowered his hands, she wouldn't notice if he did it subtly and brushed it off. At least that was what he was telling himself.


Before Sorren could even respond to Azalea, out of the corner of his eye he saw an object coming hurdling towards the window. "Holy shi-", Sorren started before it registered in his head to do something to avoid the object he recognised as a rock as it flew closer. He instinctively grabbed Azalea by the waist and spun her, switching positions with her so that he was now closest to the window. He wrapped his arms around her, shielding her as much as he possibly could as the rock smashed through the window. A barrage of glass shards scattered across the room in a mere second, a number of which pierced through the material of Sorren's clothes and right into his skin. His shirt began to be dyed the colour of blood as it seeped out of the wounds. It wasn't a big deal though, Sorren would heal up pretty much instantly once the shards were removed from his back but Azalea wouldn't have, hence why he swapped positions with her.


Sorren stood up straight, releasing Azalea from his embrace, and his eyes darted straight out of the now open window, his eyes scanned the area intensely but it seemed the culprit had already disappeared. The hybrid folded his arms across his chest with a frown, "Fucking great, as if I didn't have enough to deal with already", he uttered angrily. "And this is going to be my second shirt change in one day...", he mumbled, obviously annoyed that he couldn't instantly deduct whom had thrown the rock. His eyes quickly glanced over Azalea to check for injuries before gazing out of the window again, as if the person would appear if Sorren wanted them to enough.


@Ms. Sparrow

 

[Ms. Sparrow]

 Azalea Silvers 
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Azalea reveled with every reaction she exerted from Sorren, especially the audible groans and grunts, which he failed miserably at hiding, her smirk grew more and more, growing more malicious by the second. Azalea couldn't lie, she loved having control over people, weaving them around her finger and knowing how to dig at them, knowing their strengths and weaknesses. But Sorren knew hers too, which put her at a frustrating disadvantage. 


Azalea was thrilled for the dance, although she'd never admit it to anyone. Azalea loved dancing, she didn't think that's ever stop. Although school events weren't her idea of fun, she'd always attend the dances, bringing whichever boy-toy she was using. They all danced like bricks, worse in fact. Azalea was a positive a wall could dance better if they could, and it always turned into Azalea leading and guiding, which irritated her to no end, she desperately hoped it'd be different with Sorren, but also not wanting to lose their bet. 


Azalea watched every reaction he exerted, she could feel her heartbeat, wanting to burst out of her chest, she prayed Sorren couldn't hear it. Her eyes gleamed triumphantly as he looked away from her as her lips brushed his own, giving a slight groan, her smirk turning into a wry grin. As he grinned at her, Azalea's knees could've weakened, falling harder for him by the minute. Azalea grinned as his body tensed with her touch, her dark eyes glistening with triumph as he refused to relax, even after she was done teasing him, for fear she may lose her edge. Azalea then took notice of the closeness of his hands, and it was her turn to tense. 


Azalea flicked her eyes upwards, more shocked at what was evident on his face as he quickly lowered his hands. Was he...blushing? Azalea flushed red, blushing as well, she quickly looked away. 


Azalea dared a glance back up at Sorren, only to see a puzzled look on his face, Azalea whipped around to see what he was locking at, but only got a brief glance of what looked like a rock before Sorren switched places with her in one quick motion, her vision spun, and Azalea only had a moment to realize what he was doing before the air seemed to shatter as the window shattered, Azalea feeling very tiny cuts scrap her arms, and she realized Sorren was shielding her, not realizing she'd been leaning back into him, instinctively relying on him to protect her. 


The moment his arms left her waist, Azalea whipped around, stepping on glass with her heels with a few crunches as she walked to the window, her eyes scanning down below for the culprit like Sorren. "What the hell." Azalea seethed angrily. It  wasn't Keeper, this wasn't his style. And this was no prank. Azalea only had few cuts, mainly on her arms. 


Azalea turned and scanned the room for what could've broken the window into pieces. She found the culprit, a gray large rock, halfway embedded in the wall across the room. Azalea walked through the glass with a crunch, pulling the rock out of the wall with some effort and examining it, she hardly heard Sorren, lost on her thoughts. 


This had been intended to kill. Someone had thrown it with such an amount of force, and speed, it could've knocked your head right off. But if someone had wanted Azalea dead, there would have much easier means to do so. In fact, the angle of the rock would've hit Sorren in the head if he had no moved. 


Azalea felt her blood boil, her grip tightening on the rock, she turned back towards Sorren, and her jaw nearly dropped at the sight. As he gazed out the window, she took in the sight of blood staining his back, where a majority of the glass had landed. In a few, quick and angry strides, Azalea was behind Sorren. She lifted up his shirt with one hand, examining his back, she knew he'd heal. After he got the shares of glass out, all sizes of glass alike, sticking up in his back. Considering it was his back, she knew there would be some pieces he couldn't grab. Feeling guilty, and angry he'd been hurt, Azalea ripped a large shard of glass out of his back, tossing it on the floor. 


"It'll hurt more if you move." Azalea hissed, angry that he'd gotten hurt to protect her. "You shouldn't have." Azalea said in a much softer voice, but still with an angry edge, referring to how he took the damage for her, her lips pressed thinly together as she pulled out another shard of glass out of his back. 


@Bowa

 

[madame moiselle]

(Sorry for interrupting, but can I still RP in this RP? I did made a character, but it seems @raddish is too busy to actually accept it so...I'm just kinda stuck.) 


@Bowa


@Ms. Sparrow

 

[Ms. Sparrow]

(Sorry for interrupting, but can I still RP in this RP? I did made a character, but it seems @raddish is too busy to actually accept it so...I'm just kinda stuck.) 


@Bowa


@Ms. Sparrow

You're good! You're character checks out pretty well...so I think you're good to go!

 

[madame moiselle]

(Thanks @Ms. Sparrow I've been so busy lately, studying for tests and getting booklets done. Its night in Alberta right now, so I can't really post. I'll do it tomorrow (hopefully)!)