St. Emmanuel Academy Forum Academy Double Living Room

( sry went for tea) Dove: I run after adelina. 'Hey,I know how it feels' I carefully examine one of her weapons 'nice blades. You'know I think we could make good friends'

(Are you talking about me?)

You and Sam or whoever just introduced herself to Art... 

(Oh ok

Adelina: I stare across the view, trying to find something to do "I don't make friends." I say, emotionless.

Dove: I laughed 'Haha,of corse you don't...' I walk to the door 'But I will pay you."

Adelina: I still don't look at him "Bye."

Star: I remain silent, focusing on my music. 

((GTG for lunch! Don't start any drama or anything when im gone! Keep it all on the down low until im back whenver! Thanks!))

 OMG SORRY I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED IT! Star: I grab her hand quickly. "Sorry, I'm Estrella, Spanish for Star." I said, smiling gently. "Again, sorry, I was in the middle of writing a song." 

Adelina: My hand goes for the knife's hilt again, the sheath opposite of it empty of it's twin. I close my eyes, forcing the memories back, then sigh as I successfully rid myself of these thoughts. I think about going inside, but quickly decide not to, I seem to offend to many people.

Star: "This is a country song. I write all types." I said. 

Adelina: I look down and notice I've got the creature's blood on my clothes. My arm begins to smart where I'd cut it on the door's fragments. I go back inside, planning to go to my room and clean up.

Adelina: I come back a bit later, unbloodied clothes on and a bandage wrapped neatly around the cut. I lean against the wall, alone. Gazing, bored, at a painting, I hear the boy's music. I close my eyes and listen, trying to pick out some of the subtle, hidden chords beneath it's uppermost melody.

Lass: I was reading about the moon in the corner of the library. Every once in awhile I'd glance up and see the other angels. I smirked and rolled my eyes. All the angels were like exactly the same, preppy, smart. I curled even smaller in my corner. An angel swept by me a hair away from touching me. I had trouble getting comfortable because my wings were out.

((We really need some nice angels who WANT to be helpful ANGELS... All of the characters are ones who don't like being angels and aren't friendly....))