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Tristian got up and ran after Monkiya. Great, I screwed up!!! he thought, he caught up to his sister easily. "Sis, sorry." he muttered. He walked along side of her, "Look, I don't know the atmosphere here just puts me on edge." he explained patheticlly, not sure what else to say.
((I'll post tomorrow if my computer lets me. Bye!))
Monikya turned around to see her brother, holding her wrist, his eyes begging. He walked with her, talking. "Its ok." She muttered. She didn't understand what it was, but she was feeling kinda the same way. But still, Tristian had been acting weird. She continued to walk to English, clinging her books to her chest.
((Computer troubles eh? I know how that feels my computer is unbelieveably slow.))
Tristan sighed, he could tell Monkiya wasn't happy, but he went into English, he had alotof the same classes as Monkiya because the school was a private school and didn't have as many kids in it as normal public schools. He sat down and waited for the teacher to enter the room. He opened his textbook up and started searching for things that wre 'eird' or 'different'.
Monikya sat next to Tristian and pulled out the textbook from the last class. She flipped to the page with the Dark Elves. "Do you think this is real?"
Tristian looked at the page, "They're acting as if it is...I don't know maybe it is." he said shrugging. The day had been confusing for him and he had no idea how to answer his sister's question. "We can talk about after school or over lunch OK? I have a feeling that the teachers were don't really like students having a mind of their own and disobeying or not paying attention in class." he explained, his voice lowering as the room filled up.
Monikya put the book away, and listened to the teacher's high heels clomp into the room.
((What do you want this teacher to be? DO youw ant to skip to lunch?))
((Sure. And I don't care you can pick. I'm bad at stuff like this :D ))
Tristian watched a as a lady walked in, the lady looks mid to late thrities. She, like Mr. Rathrod had a strang aura to her, she just seemed weird. She looked normal, blonde hair in a bun, bright bluee eyes, seh was wearing a jean skirt and white louse with heels that look extremely uncomfortable in Tristian's opinion. She looke dnormal, boring almost.
Monikya got out a sheet of paper and closed her eyes. She let her hand move freely, not drawing anything specific. When she opened her eyes, what she saw on her paper wasn't human. It was....this teacher, standing in front of her. Only she didn't look the same. She had dark shadows all over her face, her eyes seeming empty. She was wearing a dark robe, and she was holding a sharp blade.
Tristian eyed the picture, Oookay sis you know that kind of..creepy? he asked, he looked up at the teacher, making aure she wasn't coming any closer them. The picture wasn't exactly flattering of teh teacher, and he didn't want his sister gettung in trouble, What is it? I mean...what did you make her? he asked, confused at his sister's drawing. Sure the teacher wasn't exactly a ncie looking lady but his siter's drawing was...different.
((Gotta go now, be back later))
"Um...for some reason, I feel that it's right though. Like I don't know, but it doesn't feel wrong to have drawn that. Umm, but I don't know what it is...." She didn't release her look on the paper, her eyes glued to her drawing.
Tristian nodded, "We can talk later." he said, giving her a meaningful glance and glancing at the teacher. He took the paper off his sister desk folded it up and shoved into his pocket. The teacher smiled at them and introduced herself as Ms. Nythen. Tristian had a feeling she wouldn't take too much misbehaving in the classroom.
((Have you though of what the teacher should be?))
((Yea it's called a Reaper. If your a nerd like me, then what Sebastian is in Black Butler XD ))
((Forgot to post :P ))
Monikya saw Tristian fold up the paper and stuff it in his pocket. Pretty smart, considering what their teacher was....or whatever Monikya drew her to be. Monikya pulled out a worn book, Bruiser and opened to a random page and started reading.
((Ahh, never read that book, so I'll just say: Go for it! :P))
Tristian didn't pay attention to what his siter was doing anymore, as long as she was being safe and wasn't doing anything that would get her in trouble or hurt she could do what she wanted. He didn't notice what she was reading, he knew he'd slept well last night, but this class was boring and his eyes were drooping.
((Okie dokie! It's like a grim reaper, like Death I guess. Like a dark blob with a scythe?
Ohh and when is Tristian gonna find out about his powers??))
Monikya looked up and saw Tristian, his eyes drooping and tired. I thought you said you slept well? She asked. She looked up from her book to see the teacher facing the chalkboard, writing something down about ancient literature.