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Sebastian looked at the bag of food that he gave him. He knew it would be enough to help him, despite what he was saying. The guy has been here in town for a while, so what are the chances that he’ll be able to get a job now and not before? Still, Sebastian didn’t want to pressure him. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to think I pity you or anything. I’ve been in your place. I’ll just feel guilty for leaving without helping.” He explains. He moves to grab what he had in his pocket, pulling out a twenty and holding it out to him.
Anyone? Here’s my list of lovelies...
Troy Sibily, an asshole Worlock
Vee Sky, a kind but distant new vampire
Ian Blackwell, a doesn’t give a fuck vampire
Isabella Santiago, a sweet curious human
Lucas William, a human that loves to flirt and have fun
Elizabeth Asher, a stubborn sarcastic fire bender
Anna Remington, a shy but kind mermaid
Hunter Landon, a friendly werewolf
Sebastian St. Claire, a somewhat homeless kind shapeshifter
Hannah Lee, a semi-antisocial girl that can read minds
Christopher Elvers, a tough bad ass angel
Amir Johnson, a cocky and secretly gay human
Elizabeth huffed angrily as she shut the front door after herself. She kicked her black combat boots off into the pile of shoes that consisted of her little brother’s sneakers- who always threw them in a pile when they came back from school despite being told not to and of course Elizabeth was too lazy to not do the same. It’s been a long day for the fire colored hair girl, with having a test at school and having her secret work being right after.
Fun.The teenager was starving and exhausted and just stressed out.
No matter how many times Elizabeth tried to fix her life that seemed to be collapsing around her, it was of no use. In fact, the more she tried to do anything, the worse it got. It all started when she found out she was a fucking bonfire, literally. She had no one to turn to or get help from. Who would believe her? Fire coming out of her hands. She didn’t even believe it herself. So imagine keeping that a secret for years now. Not so easy. On top of that, but because she couldn’t control her temper and her powers, she withdrew from her family, which made her look like a bitch. She just had to continue playing that role so no one would suspect anything.
On top of that, she had to deal with other supernaturals that apparently thought it was okay to eat her. First a vampire? Then a skeleton spirit? In fact, the skeleton spirit had been her date to the ball and had ditched her too. Just thinking about it made Elizabeth mad, and sad if she were to be honest. After he ditched her, she tried to get some drugs from her dealer at the abandoned skatepark, and that’s when she ran into him and he tried to eat her. The amount of stuff she’s been smoking lately has definitely increased with the stress and anxiety. She actually tried to stay away from drugs because of the little money they had, but when things got too rough, it’s what she turned to.
Speaking of money, Elizabeth, thinking she would get a simple tattoo and be on her way out, actually ended up burning the room down at the tattoo shop. Of course, it was an accident, kind of? Now she works at the tattoo shop with the annoying boss of herswho’s actually an incubus, and she doesn’t even get to keep a penny! As she stood in the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for something to eat, she thought about how if she had gotten paid, she would have liked to tell her parents, and mostly her brother. She actually wanted to help around and be able to take care of some bills, to show him she was responsible and to make things easier for Renny. But she couldn’t. It was another secret she had to keep bottled in. Not even Salem knew.
But now thinking about the two closes peoples to her, she couldn’t help but think back to how she found them at the ball. She shut the fridge with a disappointed sigh, both because she didn’t find anything appealing and because of the memory. She had been so hurt when she found them that night, together. What bothered her was that she had tried to get her brother to go with them over text, and when he rejected it, she brushed it off as if she didn’t care, because he would only make it worse. Then she called him that night and her rage took the best of her, making her say words she kind of regretted. It’s been weeks since the fight, and that was the only time she spoke to him. She was surprised but how he wasn’t up her ass anymore, and if she were to be honest... well, she missed it.
I wonder if he’s here. Elizabeth thought to herself. She ditched the counter, moving slowly upstairs to go to his room. She told herself she would just check if he was here.
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((I guess we end it for now. Maybe continue it a little later on? Lol I’m trying to catch up on my replies for now. ))
Christopher just eyed her. He wondered if this girl could be of use to him, but then again he didn’t like to depend on people. So maybe it was best to just stop this for all. “Yeah.... yeah.” He said and backed up. He gripped the strap of his bag that was hooked on just one shoulder and said, “we never talked about this.” With that, he simply turned around and walked down the hallway.
Christopher was so focused on their conversation, he was basically oblivious to everything around them. So had it not been for her, he would have hit by the frisbee. When she mentioned that he wasn’t human himself, Chri wondered if he should tell her. After all, she did tell him. “I’m an angel.” He finally said. He looked down the hall, noticing it was getting emptier and people were heading to their classes. “And I think you have it totally wrong about higher rank angels.” After all, look at him.
“I’m sorry to break it to you.... but.” He pointed at him, “it’s kind of hard not to notice you.” He admits. Anyone that wasn’t blind would be an idiot not to notice Kailor. But after having to say that, Sebastian kind of felt bad. “Listen... maybe it’s better if you stay hidden for now. I’ll give you money so whenever it is you can go out in public, you could buy you something to eat.” He suggested, not wanting to leave without helping.
How are the finales going?
It’s. Or even that, he likes to think he’s a bad ass and wants people to think that about him, so when he does something nice and innocent, he gets angry cuz he thinks it makes him look pathetic. We could say they know each other, and associate when given a chance like in classes or like teasing each other just to annoy the other??? So it wouldn’t be the first time they talk. But they could be assigned as partners. Maybe for psychology?? Or history??
Hearing the word angel had been unexpected, and the surprise probably showed in his face. “Angel?” He asked in disbelief. So she was kind of like him? He wasn’t sure. But this was the first time he found someone that could be similar to him. “What’s the difference from a high ranked angel?” He asked her, glancing around to make sure no one was looking at them.
Christopher was already forgetting about the thing, not caring if she told him or not. He was already moving on, but then he heard her speak next to him once he stepped outside of the classroom. He stopped walking and looked down with a raised eyebrow. He wasn’t going to lie, he didn’t even know what the hell that was. “And that is?” He asked, low enough for her to hear.
They could totally fuck shit up, but since Chris turned to an angel he would feel guilty and sometimes try not to fuck shit up and it would be awkward and weird lol cuz that’s not him.
The class started to get empty, but Christopher still stood in place, his hand still on her arm. He frowned at her response, not waning this to last any longer. “Forget it. But whatever you are, keep your shit to yourself.” He ended up saying and let go of her arm. He then brushed past her to walk out of the class.
