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[Anastasia Nola Conley]

First day of high school, well, first day of an American High School. She could handle this, it was probably no different than the schools in South Africa, just different accents and she was free to wear whatever she wanted. Nobody knew her, unless Melanie happened to tell all of her friends about the incident in the woods last night, then the whole school was probably going to think she was a freak and first period hadn't even started yet. The thought made Anastasia Conley sigh heavily, the annoyance already running thick in her mind. She'd been living on the continent of Africa her whole life and it wasn't until her parents shipped her off to another one did she end up getting bitten by a wild animal, “Oh, the irony Ana,” she muttered to herself now as the school bus pulled up to the front of the school, or at least, as close it was going to get.

She could hear the shuffling of feet of people trying to clamber off the bus now, and the teenager didn't even dare to try to shove herself into that mess. Instead, she simply waited for everybody to get off before bringing up the rear. Already, Ana could feel herself dragging her feet now though, as if she were slowly heading towards her own funeral. When her parents first told her what was going to happen (and mind you, she had gotten no say in the matter), she didn't know quite what to think. But now, Ana was honestly quite certain that this had been a terrible mistake. She hated adventures, they required too much effort, energy, and the general notion that you hard to work hard. Don't get her wrong, she could work hard, but that was only when she wanted to and many times in her life, Ana found herself being hesitant at the edge of the pool rather than jumping right into it. Maybe it was just the attack in the woods that thrown her off, some sort of bad omens.

The young woman tried to not think about the fact that she still had gauze and a giant bloody cotton ball taped to her side. Nor the fact that she was probably running on something close to five hours of sleep since she spent half her night crying in the hospital while getting some stupid rabies shots. A shutter ran through her spine, not wishing to ever go through that again. Even more so, her alarm seemed abnormally loud today, and the fact that she could hear Melanie's phone two doors down the hall with the text messaging sound going off the hook, 'No doubt she was telling her friends about me,' Ana thought to herself as she headed inside. In fact, everything today just seemed really weird or maybe it was just the fact that the kid down the hall was chewing on trident gum. Wait, could you even smell something that far away? Had to be the climate change, it was just messing with her head cause you know, different altitudes, temperatures, time zones, people in general. So much change.

A warning bell went off, loud enough to almost make her drop her stuff and stand there right in the middle of the hallway, but Ana managed to bear it, just barely though. And here, she still had to find her freaking locker. Glancing down at the paper, the teenager slowly made her way down the halls now. Skirting around people and avoiding their curious glances. How she hated attention on her, it made her awkward and she didn't know what to talk about, which lead to unusual facts about herself. Such as how she couldn't keep her eyes open for the last thirty seconds of the dinosaur ride at the Disney Theme Park and really, who could blame her? She'd like to see people keep their cool when a giant T-Rex was coming towards you with strobe lights on. And then, just as that thought passed through her mind, she found her locker. A sigh of relief could not help but to escape her but her thoughts were also clouded with annoyance at the lock, even more so, her parents because in the end, until she figured this whole California situation out, she was still stuck here without any clue on what to do. It's not her fault she turned out the way she did. Maybe they shouldn't give Corinthia all their attention.

The thought proved to be a spark of anger that followed through into her locker handling as she swung the door open. Instead of the momentum stopping though, Ana heard the oddest sound of metal breaking and the door coming straight off it's hinges. She hadn't been expecting it, and it nearly caused her to fall right over as she managed to let go of the door. There was a loud clatter as it hit the ground, causing the noise around her to die and Ana could not help but to notice how awkwardly quiet it had gotten. All eyes were on her, but her own chocolate gaze was staring at the locker door on the ground before glancing to her locker. Ripped clean right off, that didn't even make any sense. How was that possible...unless, “Oh my god...they gave me steroids.” It was the only logical answer that Ana could think of, but wait, did that mean she was going to go crazy and start foaming at the mouth like Old Yeller? This indeed was not how Anastasia Conley imagined her first day at all.

tags: OPEN
words : 949
muse : Love Will Remember - Selena Gomez
lyrics : STEREO HEARTS; GYM CLASS HEROES
credit : POKÉMON from CAUTION 2.0
notes : Anybody can post!

[Moira Rose Collins]

    Moira Rose Collins looked out of her car window, her stomach sinking. Beacon Hills High, her new school. It looked like your average high school, complete with jocks, popular girls, nerds, and clique's. It was the same. Always the same, wherever you went. She watched as a group of seniors pushed past a rather skinny looking junior, than jeered at him while he simply looked at his shoes and continued walking awkwardly. Moira looked away, disgusted. A feeling of dread washed over her. She had no friends, not even an acquaintance at the school. Or in this town. Her actions today would probably make or break her reputation for the whole year, and she was facing it alone. As all this began to sink in, Moira longed to go back home, before remembering that she no longer had any friends back there either.

    "Are you sure you want to do this?" Aunt Audrey asked, concerned. She switched off the engine, then turned to Moira. "If you need to, you can take another week off. Just give the word.
" Moira looked at her favorite aunt.
Yes! I really, really need to take another week off, so uh, let's just go home!  She exclaimed internally.
"It's ok, I can do this. Thanks, though." She replied with a smile. Her Aunt's big blue eyes searched her own, then she sighed. "If you're sure. Make sure to call me if you decide to make a detour or two after school, otherwise...I guess I'll see you, well. After school." Moira nodded, then stepped out of the car, swinging her bag over her shoulder as she did. She turned and waved as her aunt's car drove away from her, leaving her stranded here. "I can do this...I can do this." Moira muttered to herself. She took a deep breath, then hurried inside.

    Beacon Hills High looked so similar to Moira's old school, and yet was so unfamiliar to her that Moira couldn't help but cringe a little. It was as if someone had taken a memory of her old high school and twisted just enough to make things foreign and strange, almost as if she was in a dream, though this seemed more like a nightmare. The lockers were blue instead of red. The sport was lacrosse, not football. The popular kids had different faces...and she wasn't one of them. 'Forget that, and just find your God damn locker.' Moira thought to herself, then fished through her bag for the crumpled piece of paper that had her locker number on it. After a few seconds of searching, she began to get irritated. It was supposed to be in the zipped pocket, she was sure she had put it there only a few minutes ago-
CLANG!
The noise was so loud and so close that Moira gasped, scrambling away. She stared at the source of the noise, squinting. She wasn't quite sure what exactly she was looking at. It was a large, blue, metal thing, lying only a few feet away from her. After a few confusing seconds, she realized that it was a locker door. But that...how was that even possible?!

    All the usual buzz and banter had been replaced with a dead silence. If someone had chosen that particular moment to drop a pin, everyone sure as hell would have heard it. Standing in front of the abused locker was a girl, her face shocked, as if she couldn't believe what had just happened. Moira felt a pang of sympathy for her. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable with all the attention she was getting. Moira couldn't do anything about the school staring at her, but what she could do was mind her own business. She glanced down at her locker number once more, then was about to proceed to her locker when something clicked in her mind. Her face fell. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me..."  

    Moira walked over to the girl, then opened the locker to her right. All of her new books sat inside, stacked neatly in a pile. "Having a bad day?" She joked lightly, stuffing her books into her bag.

Tag: Anastasia!
Music: Walnut Tree - Keane
Notes: Italics means that she's thinking the dialogue! Just so there's no confusion.

[Anastasia Nola Conley]

Ana still couldn't believe that that had actually happened. The locker door on the floor. It looked so out of place, but maybe not as out of place as the fact that there was so freaking door on her locker any more! She couldn't really get over this which simply caused her to bring up her hands a little now, chocolate colored eyes staring at them as if they held some sort of answer. But really, there wasn't anything to read on her hands, Ana would have remembered if she had written something down that explained freak rabies powers. This was not good, this was not good at all. And to think, it was only her first day! Usually she had at least a whole week before trouble started up and even so, Ana could easily argue that she had been fully aware of what she was capable of doing at her old schools, which while we're sharing, was absolutely nothing because it required too much effort.

The silence still hung in the air and she was still fairly certain that people were still staring at her. The young girl wasn't even sure as to what she should now pay attention to: the fact that her locker door was still on the ground or the fact that people were staring at her, probably officially labeled the weird foreign exchange student. No doubt that Melanie would have a field day with this, Ana really could already picture the girl typing furiously away throughout the night in the other room on her cell phone to her popular friends. Turning her head slightly now, her chocolate gaze fell on her empty locker and it was a good thing that it was empty seeing as the whole world was privy to it now. Maybe...maybe if she could just pick up the locker door and stick it back on there, with like, duck tape or something. Yeah! Nobody would notice that at all. But then a thought crossed her mind, it was heavy.

A frown settled on her lips, thinking at that thought. Although the door had ripped off like a piece of paper in half, Ana was willing to bet that it was heavy. Her door was probably faulty or something like that, no need to jump to conclusion that they gave her steroids instead of her rabies vaccination. That would be silly. After all, it's not like people wanted rabid people running about. Just think of all the mayhem and disaster? Not to mention, the end of the world because they'd all be infected with rabies. The mere thought made her eyes grow wide though, she could be patient zero! Right then and there, her imagination started getting carried away with her, and as dreadful as it was, at least it made Ana forget the fact that people were staring at her. Well, until somebody spoke besides her. It normally would have been a surprise for Ana, but was as if she had sensed the girl right next to her from motion, smell, and other things.

Probably just the rabies kicking, or so she thought to herself. Terrible things like that were seriously going to have to stop though, maybe she should just skip school all together and get to the hospital asap. She had Twilight with her, she could pass the time. Ana's thoughts came crashing to halt though when the girl asked her a question, "Actually, last night was terrible," she said now, "I mean, I got bit by some wild animal and then I had to go get a rabies shot but I'm pretty certain they gave me steroids instead." And then, like all things, something occurred to Anastasia Conley right then and there, this girl may have not wanted to know that. A gasp escaped her, as she planted her hands right over her mouth, chocolate eyes widening up a little more as she stared at this other girl with a look of horror "Oh my god, you were joking, weren't you?"

Geez Ana, way to be a foreign exchange freak.

tags: Moria Collins
words : 692
muse : Love Will Remember - Selena Gomez
lyrics : STEREO HEARTS; GYM CLASS HEROES
credit : POKÉMON from CAUTION 2.0
notes : Ahhh, thanks for replying =] I'm attempting to get caught up for all my character so I might be a little slow!

[Moira Rose Collins]

"Oh my god, you were joking, weren't you?" 

    Moira chuckled, surprised but amused by the girl's response. "Was is it that obvious?" She asked, her eyes twinkling. She offered her hand to the doe eyed girl. "Moira Rose Collins, I'm new at this school. Anastasia, huh? Well it's very nice to meet you!" She closed her locker door, and glanced at her schedule. "Hey, what class do you have first?" She questioned Anastasia, then grinned. "Good to know I won't be going to English class alone, then. We should hurry though, class starts any minute now." Moira took a few steps back, watching as Anastasia spent a moment trying to fit her locker door back on, before leaving it as it was, barely holding together. "Either your doctor gave you steroids, or this is some idiot's idea of joke. You know, loosening the screws that hold the door together. People used to do that to all the newbies back at my old school." Moira waited for Anastasia to catch up before continuing. "I believe they call it hazing, or something equally as dumb. To be honest, I've always hated practical jokes like that, it just seems cruel." Moira said irritably, then gave Anastasia a smile to let her know that it wasn't she who Moira was slightly annoyed at, but the whole hazing thing.

    The two girls strolled around, trying to find the right class room. Moira looked yet again at her map of the school. "According to this useless thing, classroom 4A should be right here...Oh, oops." She went red, and turned the map the right way up. "Apparently I'm the useless one. Sorry." She said apologetically, smiling weakly. They turned, and began walking faster towards the other side of the school. Moira watched Anastasia for a moment as they rushed. It was nice to know that at the end of the day, she had at least one friend at this school. They were friends, right? Or was it too soon to think that? She didn't know what it was about this girl, but she got a good vibe from her. She was sweet, and she could see them becoming great friends one day in the future. She wondered what Anastasia would say if she asked for her number at lunch, so that they could hang out sometime. All these questions swarmed Moira's mind, until something in her head hit her so hard that she stopped walking. She froze, her eyes wide and staring straight ahead. She was so absorbed in thought that it took a moment to realize that Anastasia, nervous and confused, was trying to get her attention, asking what was wrong. "What? Oh, I'm fine, it-it's nothing." Moira lied, stammering slightly. She shook her head. "I, um, just remembered something my Aunt said."

Earlier this week...

    "Attacks Continue?" Moira read aloud the newspaper her Aunt had handed to her. Aunt Audrey motioned for her to read on. "'Police are baffled by the increasing number of animal attacks spreading across the town, and reports confirm that the numbers are only getting higher, with animal attacks rising 10% in the last 2 weeks..." Moira put the paper down, and looked at her Aunt. "As scary as this seems, I already know about this. Onyx from the bakery told me about it. She said they think it's some kind of mountain lion...?" Aunt Audrey rolled her eyes, and snatched up the paper from the table. "That's because they're all idiots, and they don't know how to put two and two together." She walked over to the trash can, and dumped the paper in. "They are blind, because they choose not to believe all the evidence in front of them." Moira stared at Aunt Audrey curiously as she pulled up a chair next to her own. "Why would you say that, what does the evidence say?" Moira's eyes widened in anticipation and excitement. "Do you know something?" Aunt Audrey grinned. "Actually, I do, my darling. But just like our family history, you have to keep it a secret. Can you do that?" Moira nodded solemnly, leaning in to hear what Aunt Audrey had to say.

    When she finished, Moira couldn't tell if she was amazed or terrified. Perhaps it was a mix of both. Aunt Audrey watched her carefully, trying to read the emotions in her face. "I know it's a lot to take in, but I also know you're a strong girl, Moira. You can handle this." Moira stood up, and took a deep breath. "You're right, I can handle it. Thank you, for believing in me." She smiled at her aunt. "There's one more thing, dear." Aunt Audrey called, as Moira began climbing the stairs to her room. "I need you to promise me that-" "I won't tell anyone? I know." Moira interrupted. Aunt Audrey gave her a look, and she was quiet. "I need you to promise me that you will stay away from these beings. Do NOT befriend one. Once you realize what they are, you stay as far away from them as you can. They are dangerous and out of control, especially new ones. You can't trust them. When they turn, it doesn't matter if you're their worst enemy or their best friend; they WILL hurt you, and more likely, will kill you. Do you understand me?" Slightly scared by the sudden change in her Aunt's tone of voice, Moira nodded. "Um, sure, I promise." Then without waiting another second, she ran to her room.

    Now, Moira looked at Anastasia, her eyes slightly wary. "You said you got bit by a wild animal...?" She asked casually. As Anastasia responded, things began to click. Animal bite. Sudden increase in strength. No no no, this couldn't be happening. How could this be happening?! But from what she could tell so far(which wasn't a lot), Anastasia wouldn't hurt a fly, let alone...

'Do NOT befriend one. Once you realize what they are, you stay as far away from them as you can.'

    "I'm really glad you're ok, that must have been terrifying...I would have freaked out really badly. Oh look, found room 4A!" Moira cheered, then both girls flew into the room, apologizing for being a little late. Anastasia took a seat near the middle of the class. Moira quickly slipped into the seat next to her. She knew this was a bad idea. She knew if her Aunt found out, she would be in a substantial amount of trouble. But the truth was, Moira Rose Collins had felt alone for too long, and she really needed a friend. "Hey, can I get your number? Maybe we can hang out sometime."

'When they turn, it doesn't matter if you're their worst enemy or their best friend; they WILL hurt you, and more likely, will KILL you.'

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Notes: Aaaaaaaaah I'm sorry I took so long, I've been really busy and I forgot!!! Happy Holidays!!! ^_^

[Anastasia Nola Conley]

Ana wasn't entirely sure if it had been obvious, maybe to anybody else it would have been but she had answered it as if it had been a serious question. Now that was just embarrassing, she wasn't sure if she could live for the rest of the day here, let alone for the rest of the school year. How could her day have started off like this?! She was willing to blame the hospital though, giving her steroids instead of giving her the rabies shot that she had needed. Ana supposed that she just better make sure to not claw or bite someone, not that she would, because that wouldn't be normal. It seemed though, that despite her awkward answer, this girl didn't seem to mind for she quickly went on to introduce herself as Moria Collins, before going off into asking her what class that she had. Even the young girl didn't quite know, she had to steal a look at her schedule, "Uhhhh....English?" Funny how she said it more as a question even though it was a true answer.

Whatever she might have noticed by herself though, Moria certainly didn't, or if she had caught on, she didn't let it be known for she seemed intent on walking with her to English class. Ana wasn't even sure on what to say to the other girl now as she went off saying that people pulled pranks like this back at her old school, "Where are you from then? Originally?" she asked now, thinking it a weird time for someone to switch schools. Then again, who was she to talk, she was the exchange student from South Africa. Still, as enthralling as English class sounded, the young woman felt a little certain that she couldn't just leave her locker door there, on the ground, and allow just about anyone to use her locker, now could she? Most certainly not. Awkwardly picking up the door now, she tried to fit it back on, although it didn't quite look as well put together before she had pulled it off, whether by strength or loose screws now, Ana couldn't quite be sure. As Moria turned to leave, she quickly followed after her now.

She assumed that the other girl knew the way, despite the fact that she sounded almost as new as Ana herself. Yet she would rather be lead astray by someone else then doing it herself. After all, if she were late, then she'd have to make up an excuse that would require more effort than her brain was capable of handling right now. Ripping doors off of lockers were bad enough, she'd hate to think of a lie on top of that as well. As they walked along though, out of the corner of her brown eyes, she noticed Moria staring at her and she looked rather deep in thought at that point, "Something up?" Ana dared to ask now, glancing back over to her with a rather curious look on her face. The other girl had played it off as nothing, but then, a few seconds later, there came that question about the wild animal. Oh boy, she thought she was a freak. Clearly, this whole thing had been too good to be true. The young girl nodded her head carefully, "Yeah, after dark. I have no idea what it was though, it looked like a dog or a wolf or something. For all I know though, it might have been a raccoon. Things look differently when you're freaking out. Just don't take any dares to go into the
Beacon Hills Preserve. That is a lesson learned."

And it certainly was for Ana, she wouldn't set foot back in there if she had her way. No dare, not even a triple dog dare could get her to go back in there. It was bad enough that she was going to have to go all the way to the hospital today after school instead of back to Melanie's house. Ana didn't even want to explain that one to Haywood's. Good thing that she had a copy of Twilight on her to keep her company through that bus ride, that no doubt would be terrifying since, well, it was public transportation, in a different country. The amount of things that could go wrong merely stacked up in her brain now like some sort of list of death and destruction. Moria's comment snapped her back down to reality rather than the fear of having to use public transportation, causing Ana to smile now, "Oh thanks, I'm glad I'm okay too." After all, there would have to be something terribly wrong with her if she didn't think that about herself. Then, the room seemed to have magically appeared. Ana nodded a hello to the teacher, not bothering with saying sorry right now as she dove for a seat and if it hadn't been for the side bar, dare she say that she might have slipped right onto the floor. Then, the unexpected happened, Moria asked for her number, of course, in a whole 'hey wanna hang out' sort of way, "Oh, uh, sure. My cell's still currently with Africa so I need to get a new phone with an American number, so I don't run up the data or anything. But I'll be sure to give it to you."

tags: Moria Collins
words : 692
muse : Love Will Remember - Selena Gomez
lyrics : STEREO HEARTS; GYM CLASS HEROES
credit : POKÉMON from CAUTION 2.0
notes : GAH! Sorry for that wait, it was totally uncalled for. Hope your holidays were awesome!