A/N: hi. ever searched dun dunn dunnnn in google? It comes up with this dramabutton(.)com, and I must say it's pretty damn cool. This shall be short but I just had to do this chapter...

Disclaimer: I don't own Strange Angels, it belongs to Lili St. Crow


First period was...interesting.

I was made to stand up at the front of the class and introduce myself.

The one thing that I completely hate is public speaking, or speaking to other people.

Especially in front of a teacher.

But what the hell, it was my first day and first impressions last, remember?

I started with the standard information.

My name's Dru Anderson, I moved here a couple of days ago from...another town, etc, etc.

Then came the interesting stuff. The teacher began asking me questions.

It went like this...

"So, Dru, if we asked you a few questions then you'd be able to find the people with the same interests. Is that ok?"

"Yeah, sure" My voice dripped with sarcasm

"What's your favourite colour?"

"Well" I began "I like black, and...blood red" I said blood red in my most creepiest voice I could manage, making some of the pink wearing cows cringe (yes I already had nicknames for my "classmates")

The teacher looked alarmed before he proceeded with the next invasion of privacy.

"What do you like?"

Open question, what shall I answer? Oh, I got it.

My face twisted so that I looked like a psycho about to go on a rampage.

"Oh, I like many things. One of those things are kittens, yes kittens, especially when they are served with pasta. Delicious" I licked my lips, my voice also had a creepy tone.

"Any-anyone want to-to ask D-D-Dru a question?" The teacher was scared out of his wits. It was so funny.

Nobody put their hand up.

Not even Christophe, who was looking around at everyone's faces and seemed to be enjoying himself.

Noone except one kid.

I noticed he was half asian and had black, draping hair that almost covered all of his eyes. He wore an old black coat and a silver earring.

Well he obviously doesn't have many friends and judging on his clothing choice and what everyone else was wearing, he defientely doesn't fit in.

"Mr Graves"

Graves? Honestly?

"So Dru. Wanna have coffee sometime?"


A/N: :D Well that was fun :D gudbye :D