~Victoria's POV~
My first class I had with Erin, when we got to the class the teacher had us introduce ourselves.
I instantly disliked him,
"I'm Victoria Royal," I said, you could here the annoyance in my voice (I mean really, all the students here are 17 years old, and the teacher is making us do something as trivial as introducing ourselves?!),
"And this is Erin Tone." I knew Erin didn't like speaking in public, so I spoke for her.
After that the teacher finally let us sit down and start the lesson.
After that horrid excuse for a class I parted ways with Erin since we didn't share our next class. On my way I saw Jinx walking with some guy with red hair,
"Hey Victoria, this is Castiel," she said, when they got to me, "Castiel, this is my friend Victoria Royal." she introduced us.
"How do you do." I said,
He nodded a hello.
"I'll see you later Jinx." I said, walking away from them.
I had started for my next class when suddenly a guys voice came from behind me,
"You're Victoria, right?"
I looked over my shoulder to see a mismatched pair of yellow and green eyes looking at me. And judging by his excellent taste in Victorian-era clothing, I figured he might be interesting, so I turned around and took a couple of steps closer to him (I may be "bratty" -as Faith puts it- but I was raised to have manners).
~Lysander's POV~
When I had seen the new girl from my first class walking by me, she seemed intriguing so I spoke to her, "You're Victoria, right?"
When I spoke she stopped and looked over her shoulder at me, causing her hip length black hair to cascade over her shoulder, she met my eyes then looked me up and down (it rather made me want to squirm under her gaze), then she turned unexpectedly and walked over to me,
"Yes, that's me."
When she spoke her voice was elegant, and refined, so confidant, and effortless.
"I'm Lysander," I said finally, holding my hand out to shake.
"How do you do." She said, taking my hand and bowing her head a bit.
I decided she probably came from money, based off the way she spoke, she had the syntax of someone well bred.
I asked her what her next class was, and she told me English, as it turned out we shared this class as well, so we walked together.
While we were walking I glanced over at her,
I noticed that a few strands of her hair on either side of her face were died red, and her eyes were also a startling scarlet red, her makeup consisted of black eye-liner and red lipstick, she was also wearing a red choker (that appeared rather worn) with a little black flower on it, and she had her ears triple pierced, each silver stud smaller then the last.
Her clothes surprised me a little, she was wearing a red long sleeved top with a heart shaped bodice and black lace rimming it, then she had on a black corset laced up the front, and a black peasants skirt flowing to her knees, to top it off she was wearing black gladiator sandals.
She looked stunning.
~Victoria's POV~
I had noticed Lysander glancing at me from the corner of my eye, but I didn't care, I was used to it -my fashion sense usually got me a few looks. Plus, Lysander didn't seem the type to judge people on how they dressed.
When we got to the classroom I reached for the handle of the door, and noticed Lysander look at the silver ring I wore on my right thumb. I walked into the classroom with Lysander, he went to his chair and sat down, as I walked up to the teachers desk, he wrote a couple of things down on some paper then told me to take a seat.
While he had been doing... Whatever he was doing, the class had filled up, and the only open seat was next to Lysander, so I walked over and sat down, I gave Lysander a small smile when he glanced over at me, then got my books out.
Unfortunately, the teacher was talking about Shakespeare's "The Comedy of Errors", and I had already read this at our last school, so I just looked out the window next to me, only semi-listening to the teacher.
I began thinking about the ring on my thumb, the whole Pack had one (though I was the only one who wore it on their thumb)
Jinx had found this little tin box a year ago on the side of the road with a dozen or so silver rings, of all different sizes, in it. She washed them up, then took three of them to a jeweler and got one personalized for each of us.
Mine had my favorite stones, an Onyx gem with two Garnets, one on each side of the Onyx (and I mean that they were real jewels).
Faith's had an intricate swirling pattern painted with blue and green, to match her eyes, and she preferred to wear her ring on her right index finger.
Jinx had a little black cross painted on hers, and also one little purple "X" painted on either side of the cross, she usually wore hers on her right ring finger.
Erin's had this cool hot-rod white flame design on one side of it, I always kind of thought it looked like the flames were trying to swallow the silver, she usually wore it on her right pinkie (Jinx had gotten Erin's made last, since she joined the Pack a few months after she found the rings).
Since there were so many rings left Jinx said every time someone joined the pack she was going to have one personalized for them, it was silly really, but we still wore them everyday because they were us, they symbolized the bond we shared as a pack.
~Lysander's POV~
I'm not sure Victoria even heard one word the teacher said, she was just staring out the window and twisting the silver ring on her thumb.
I had just been wondering what she was thinking about when the teacher asked,
"Ms. Royal, perhaps you would like to share with the class what you were thinking so intently about?"
She looked up at the teacher and replied, "Nothing really, I was just thinking about how my friends and I turn into Wolves."
The students chuckled quietly and the teacher narrowed his eyes in a glare at her,
"Well then, perhaps you could tell us the name of the main characters?" he asked, knowing she hadn't been listening.
She smiled serenely, "'Antipholus of Ephesus' and 'Antipholus of Syracuse'. And their slaves were 'Dromio of Ephesus' and 'Dromio of Syracuse'." she said, the students chuckled again (I was one of them), and the teacher got quite red in the face, she was correct.
The teacher went back to his lecture, and Victoria looked down at her books.
My mind kept replaying what she had said, "I was just thinking about how my friends and I turn into Wolves" something about the sentence was off,
I wonder... No, don't be ridiculous! I scolded myself for even thinking it, We're the only Pack for miles. I reminded myself. But still...
