Dare you to live

[Hikari Izumi]

When Hikari woke up, it was already bright outside, and she was in her own bed.
She must have slept for six or seven hours, but her eyes felt
gritty and sore, although she didn't recall crying for long enough to produce
such effects. Sensing that she was alone in the room, she didn't bother to turn
off the lights and instead went to wash her face in the bathroom. The coolness
of the water was pleasant, and, skin still slightly damp, she wandered over to the window.
The sun was almost peering in the horizon and very bright, illuminating
everything in shades of blue, silver, and white.

The smell of the morning mist rang out strongly today. It was like the world was shrouded
in shadows, and there was no way out. the sun slowly shining through the clouds to
give a hint of hope to the world, would be the day of a great journey. Hikari
walked away from the window and started dressing for the day ahead. As each passing moment
went by, she tried to think of reasons to be happy , but her mind was blank.

The blank thought of happiness escaped my mind as she suddenly
thought of what it was going to be like, having homeworks once again,
and what more, the full moon is growing near. Eventually her despair showed
as she stopped in front of the great hall. She reluctantly stood up there and
watched as the other students began to file in. Many others dressed in the same
attire. She followed them from a distance, trying not to bring to much attention
to herself. As she walked slowly; not wanting to be one of the early bird's in class, she
thought back to her home...her real home...not this unfamiliar place. She missed it. The warm
feel of the fresh breeze in spring and the cold frisky winters that would rise
the goosebumps on her shoulders...her friends...her house...and her mom.
She missed her dearly...her sweet smell...the calm voice that always seemed to
know how to make her feel better in an instant...the food she would make never
tasted bad...and her kind, beautiful womanly nature had her smiling and wanting to become
more like her every single day. She held back the tears, not wanting to look like a crybaby.
She sighed and straightened her back, forgetting the memories and walking high held in
through the front doors of her new life. The class was quaint at best, not too
many people but enough to make her head spin.

The class went on like usual, them taking down important dates on the
history of magic, writing essays and such. She waited until the teacher exited
the room with his back hunched over. It appeared he didn't want to be there anymore
than the rest of them. She then took a deep breath as she started
packing her things back to her bag, ready to go to the library to have her homeworks done..

 

[Danika Kaster]

Danika rolled her eyes as she looked out the window of her dorm. She never went home anymore. Actually it wasn't a home to her. It was simply a shelter. A shelter she only had to return to at the end of the school year. Otherwise she never went home. Her parents had given up on her years ago and she had decided that perhaps she wasn't really all that worried about not caring about her parents. She had never really needed them. Even as a child she had often liked to dothings on her own without any help. She shook her head and looked over at her uniform. She really hated wearing it. It was warm sure, but it wasn't very flattering in terms of fashion or colour. It was bland, to say the least. Often Danika would skip class althogether, but unfortunatley today Danika had already been warned about not showing upin class, so against her better judgement, she quickly pulled her uniform on and headed out of her dorm and towards her classroom.

Danika was sure that she was the only person in the school that had a room of her own. The last time she shared a room with another person, Danika had gotten sick of them and made sure that the girl asked to be moved. She was sure that the school had decided against giving her another roommate. It would have been pretty bad for whoever they stuck her with. Danika hated sharing anything. Although she also hated being alone, that didn't count when it came to her own personal space, like her bedroom or other places like that.

As she walked down the drab corridor she nodded her head at a few so called 'friends'. Danika didn't really have friends. She didn't want them. In order to have friends you have to know them, form a bond. Something that Danika did not care for at all. She much rather would like to just have someone to talk to or copy work off of when it came to it. She also dated whoever the hell she wanted, whenever she wanted. It was just who she was. Sometimes she didn't even really care for the person. It was usually just a publicity relationship. Like that of her most recent conquest. They had dated for nearly a month. He was a prefect and she had just wanted the praise. But for now she was single again. But it would only last for as long as she wanted it too. There were even times when she had dated more then one person. But that was rare. She usually got sick of it anyway.

Now as she waited for the class to start she found herself looking around the room. it was quite unfriendly indeed. She didn't much care for any class and so she didn't pay attention to the teacher talking. She had found something much more interesting to look at. A girl of Asian decent. Danika was pretty sure that the girls name was Hikari or something. She was also sure that she had heard that the girl was a werewolf, but she could be wrong. Either way Danika had decided that she wasn't going to like this girl and that she was just going to have to do something about her.

When class ended she saw the girl get up to leave. She was packing away her books and Danika saw her opportunity. As she walked past the girl Danika stuck her hand out attempting to flick the girls bag off the table. She wanted to start a fight. They were always a fun way to find out some-ones personality. "Oh I'm sorry" She said as she smirked.

 

[Hikari Izumi]

Hikari was surprised when her bag had fallen off from her table.
Really, she didn't expect anyone to come near her at all, especially since
full moon's coming. Turning to look at that things, or no, that someone
that had had the guts to do that thing, Hikari saw that it was
that infamous veela, yes, no other than that Lesley.

Hikari had really paid no attention the said girl before, of course, she
had heard rumors, not too good ones actually. Yet, she decided to not
in any way associate herself with the said girl. The girl was a notorious flirt,
changing partners like she was changing her clothes. With a glare,
Hikari bent down with grace as she started to pick up her bag.
Really, she had no time to argue, at least, not until the girl
started to actually get on her nerves, which would surely be pretty bad.

"You better be.." She said, her voice flat, her face impassive, yet her eyes sharp.
As if telling the said girl not to mess with her, but she doubts that the girl
would get her message.With a flick of her hair, Hikari turned her back to the
girl ready to get away from her. "Need anything else?"