LOL. I really don't need another fic, but I HAD to get this one off my chest. ;3

And, I do have a life. But I did make a commitment by writing and publishing fanfics, so I'll attempt to juggle the two. ;3

I had thought it was just another Halloween. Just another year passing. Just another night sitting in my dark living room on the couch with the cat, hearing kids complain about my old lady neighbor giving them condoms. But I was dead wrong.

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The 31st fell on a Tuesday that particular year. Kids came to school dressed up as whatever they were gonna be later on, despite the fact that they were 17 or 18. Most kids in my school in the town of Gryffyn usually act their shoe size, rather than their age. And, since I wasn' t gonna be anything, I was merely decked out in a dark gray hoodie, jeans, and my old faded black converse. Some dick jumped out of a corner in a mask and yelled at me. I kicked him and stomped away. My morning had been fine untill little Mr. Halloween ruined it.

I sighed, and spun the dial of my locker. Kids aren't supposed to bother me, I thought, I'm a junior. Only seniors..

But right then, 5 kids walked past. The whole hall was silent.

They were all tall, thin, pale and.. well, beautiful. Their eyes were all various shades, yet they were all dark, and swirling. The tallest was a girl with long, raven black hair that ended in curls. An air of authority clouded her. Her skin was pale and seemed to shine, she reminded me of the moon. Her 'craters' were the dark purplish bags under all of their eyes. But it didn't subtract from their beauty; it made them look... gothic and pretty, for lack of better words. The boy walking next to her had a tall black-and-green mohawk. His eyebrows were raised high, as he scanned the halls, snorting and scoffing occaisionally. The girl behind them was quite small, with metallic red-looking hair that was chin length, held back by a single shiny black barrette. A small smirk touched her lips, and her coal black eyes twinkled. The boy next the to her had ratha large eyes, giving him the appearance of an owl. His bangs were angled to the right, and only one blue eye could be seen. He had a grim smile on his face. And the last one..

Wow. Black bangs framed his face, and didn't hide his lovely red eyes. The back of his hair was spiked out all over, and looked quite pointy. He was small, compared to the other 2 boys, but he was well-muscled. Some strange air resided around him in particular. A few parts strength, a few parts beauty, and a large part.. Mystery.

Who were these people?

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During my first class, I thought about these strange people. They were beautiful and utterly mysterious. I, Gwen Ross, was plain, with dirty blond hair and pale blue eyes. I was completely distracted. Some other girls were giggly about them. Even 2 guys were talking about them.

"..The Paines. Their surname is 'Paine'."

"Oooh! He's so hawt! I love the mohawk!!"

"That tall chick, with the black hair.."

"I'd tap that."

I shook my head, disgusted, as the bell rang for us to go to our second period class.

And I couldn't believe who was sitting there.

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"Ah.. The new student.. Daryn.. Paine." said the old teacher, squinting to read his name. He smiled slightly, and raised his hand a bit with a nod. I heard a girl squeal. I tapped my finger gainst my desk. He was one row over, 2 seats back. I tapped faster. He looked at me. I could feel it. So, I turned around, and locked eyes. My tapping stop. I felt weirdsort of tingle in my face, and he clenched his fist, and broke eye contact.

"Cantante," he murmured. Or, that's what it sounded like. I knew what that meant.. Singer. Did he just call me a singer? I tapped faster, and I tapped faster, and turned around, feeling my face flush. I set my head down on the desk, letting the Teacher's words swirl around in my head as if they were some foreign language I couldn't understand.

oo; Did it suck horribly? Was it decent, or did it rock your soul? ;D

Well, review anyway. .. But no flaming.. My ego ballon would pop.