<>The Hunted<>

Ooo Mitseru is hot. ^_^

(Pavo, just to let you know, you're guy is like... Hot.)

William: I sighed, dazing off in class, remembering the first day. (I'mma make him 17 rather than 18)

It was dark, damp. I remembered being afraid and achey. My whole body hurt. There were bruises painting my body and I had a split lip. I ran a hand over my head to see what I had hoped was imaginary, blood. But there was no wound. I got to my feet shakily.

When i stood, a pale hand forced me back down. "No, Willy, you still need to rest." It was a woman, her voice high and shrill. It sent a shudder down my spine. "You just need to rest."

My eyes snapped to the board, a few students noticing. I tried to shake it off, but the voice was still echoing, haunting me.

(I'll make a girl, too)

Lol, thanks. I'm making one more, but he definately isn't a Mitseru. Definately.

Rosalie: I sat down in class, more men drooling and wolf whistling to me. I hate wolves.

Imma make a baby!

Name: Gemma Strong
Age (Human and vampire): 16; 66
Hair: Strawberry Blonde, Curls to her lower back
Eyes: Mossy green
Body: Medium height, hourglass figures
Special power (If you have one): Manipulates elements, man made and natural, and can create chemical disasters
Personality: Gemma is quiet and tends to stray away from the older, more intimidating vamps. She fights for what she believes in, but she is also slightly impressionable. She thinks she knows what love is, but really, it scares her. She trusts easily and doesn't take crap.

Gemma: I walked in a straight line down the hall, one foot after the other, wobbling a little bit. I knew some of the students were watching me, their hungry eyes taking me in like a meal. I was foreign, something they couldn't comprehend... I was a vampire. But, to them, it was wasted. To them, I was just a gorgeous girl.

Ugh, can't find his pick. Guess I'll have to get I later. >.>

Name: Otis
Age: 18
Hair: Almost white and very short
Body: Muscular from working out so much, has tattoos.
Eyes: Light blue
Powers: N/A
Note: Is Micah's step brother, hence they look nothing alike. Very athletic and popular despite being somewhat of a loner. Doesn't tend to say much. Is thinking about becoming a hunter. A friend gave him headphones that could block out a vampire's mental interference in case he officially decided to join.

I have a dog named Otis... xD

... Wow. I have four dogs and none of their names are remotely close to Otis.

He was named after an Adventurer's Club character. Otis T Wren.

Should we go on?

If you guys were waiting on me then yea, go ahead and I'll jump in in a sec.

Rosalie: I sighed and placed my head on my desk. An idiot jock came over and offered me his letterman jacket for a pillow. I politely declined, and forced my head up to pay attention. Even though I had learned this shit hundreds of times. Literally.

http://www.hji.co.uk/ImagePopup.aspx?imageid=qhs30071&imagename=2008%20men%20crop&imagetitle=2008-men-crop

OTIS! Yea, not really much of a looker, but I finally found it.
Ok, I'll post for real in a sec.

No, no he's not lol. He looks kinda like John Cena. XD

William: I turned my head, chucklimg at the boys poor attempt at flattery. He glared at me for a minute before I smiled, forcing the thoughts into his head. His eyes went wide and the blood went to his cheeks, his eyes growing wide. I glanced back at the girl, realizing she was a vamp, too.

Micah: "Mick. Hey, Mick." I feel something tapping my head and I groan a bit. Turning on my side, I keep my eyes closed and let sleep pull me in again. "One minute..." I murmur. "Mick, wake up." "I am up, see?" I hear someone and sigh and the sound of papers moving. Otis probably deciding to leave me be. "Finally," I whisper as I sink back into sweet unconsciousness.

Rosalie: I noticed another guy staring at me. I sighed. If its not one, its another. These powers had both pros *and* cons. I smiled flirtaciously at him, boosting his ego more than likely, than looked at the fake wood desk.

Otis: I yawn and sink back into my chair, feet proper up on the desk and my headphones on. Better safe than sorry with these clowns. Micah continues to snore next to me despite the vein that threatens to burst in the teacher's neck. She's right in front of us for Pete's sake. Although me breaking two more school rules at once right now probably doesn't help my case. Eh, I'll handle it when Micah wakes up. Closing my eyes, I cock my head bavk in time for another guy to whistle at that Rose chick. Poor sick fuck.

Will: I sent it straight into her head. I know you're a vamp. I grinned, looking forward, not looking right at her.

(Pavo, my baby vamp Gemma is wandering the halls if you need someone to talk to.)

Rose: my eyes widened. Say what now? Who said that? Was that a Hunter? If it was, get outtta my head. Otherwise I will kick your ass to Pluto. And trust me. I can ddo that. I glared at the wolf whistler, then looked down on my notes.

(Mmk, thanks.)

Mitseru: I start whistling as I walk down the halls, trying to figure out what name I registered under here. What was it again? It was something almost comically American, like Sam or Fred or something like that. "Al maybe?" I ask absentmindedly. I honestly don't have a clue. Guess that's why the teacher sent me to detention.

Rosalie: out of the small window, I saw a very gorgeous guy walking through the halls. I raised my hand. "May I use the restroom?" She nodded, and I snagged the hall pass from the desk, slipping out the door quickly.

Will: I shook my head a tiny bit. I'm like you.

Gemma: I spun around, raising my eyebrows at the boy who had spoken behind me. "Al who?" I asked, though it wasn't my place.

Mitseru: "That's the question," I say with a frown. I hop up on the tip of a railing easily and sit down. "Are you in any of my classes? Maybe you know what my name is..."