There were two of them. One a girl and one a boy. Both had eyes that changed from time to time, they changed feeling. Their hair was a light brown and both were tall and dressed in capes. They were the perfect team. Beautiful, unbeatable, intimidating, powerful.
Who were these people?
None of the endowed knew, but these two people changed all their lives, for better and for worse.
Monday was a day no student looked for ward to at Bloor's academy. It meant another week of torture.
This week was different, and every body could feel it.
Emma Tolly, Tancred Torsson, and Lysander Sage were headed towards the art coatroom when they were shoved aside. People were moving over, making a path for two people none of them had seen before.
One was a girl, one was a boy. The boy had on a purple cape, and the girl had on a green one. They were inhumanly beautiful, but odd at the same time. Their eyes were guarded and bored. No expression was shown on their face.
They parted when they walked by the art coatroom.
The three of them entered the art coatroom after the girl.
They were the only one's in there with her.
She looked up at them and smiled, her expression happy. How did it change so quickly? "It's very nice to meet you," She said as she flipped her hair out of her face.
Tancred took charge. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Tancred Torsson." He went to shake her hand, but she pulled it away in fright.
"No!" Her expression changed to sad as she folded her hands together.
"S-sorry, did I do something wrong?" Tancred stepped towards her.
The girl shook her head. "I don't like people touching me," She explained, and the three endowed could tell there was more on her mind that she wanted to say, but couldn't.
"Sorry," Tancred repeated, then stepped back, "I'm Tancred Torsson, this is Emma Tolly and Lysander Sage,"
"Annett Rushing," She introduced.
Tancred smiled. She had a beautiful name.
Other people began entering then, disturbing their conversation.
Annett slipped into the art room.
Tancred found her in the sculpting room. She was just staring at the piece of material in front of her, her expression thoughtful.
"You know, you can't sculpt something just by looking at it," He joked and came up behind her, making her jump.
"I know, I just don't know what to make, and I'm not very good at sculpting." She admitted.
"I'll help you," Tancred offered.
"Really? Thanks!" Annett jumped out of her seat and grabbed some tools.
They worked for a few minutes, Tancred showing her how to sculpt. It was all going good until Tancred bumped into her. From that, he figured out Annett wasn't just a pretty face, but something different.
In the drama department that day, they were working in partners on their skills. The teacher assigned Olivia to work with the new boy.
"Hi," She skipped over to him, "I'm Olivia Vertigo,"
"Gary Rushing," He said quietly and looked away.
"Can you act?' Olivia asked.
Gary shrugged, "Never done it before."
Olivia grabbed the skit that the teacher was passing around for them to do. "Let's get started then. You read person two."
Olivia read her line, and then Gary read his. Her jaw dropped. His acting was genius. He had such talent, such emotion. The teacher thought the same.
"Mr. Rushing, very good. I'll keep my eye on you," She laughed and went to listen to another pair.
"Was I really any good?" Gary wondered.
Olivia couldn't speak, only stare and nod at the beautiful brunette boy standing in front of her.
"So, is this class always this boring?" Gary looked around him at the props and costumes scattered on the floor. The drama department wasn't a fan of cleaning up, apparently.
Olivia shrugged, "It's fun for me, but I don't know about anybody else," She couldn't take her eyes off his face. It didn't have any emotion really, like when she saw him walk down the hall that morning. Smile, she thought, I want to see his face when he smiles.
Gary frowned. "I'm not going to smile. I don't want to be here."
want to know what happens? Read on.;p
sorry, had to do it. cliff hangers make stories more interesting, in my opinion.
xoxo, alliey1213