Scarlett Stewart
Human
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We Don't Pump Our Gas We Pump Our Fists![Mo0:18]
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Post by Scarlett Stewart on Jan 31, 2010 14:47:05 GMT -5
(Kinda wanted to start a thread in School)
Cafeteria: Chill here, eat food, be merry! But remember not everyone at the school is a werewolf; they just live on the reservation.
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Quil Ateara
Quileute
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"Don't worry, Emily has pictures. Actually, I look pretty hot."
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Post by Quil Ateara on Feb 6, 2010 12:50:28 GMT -5
Quil walked into his favorite place: the cafeteria. since he had taken a trip to Forks High to visit Alexa, it made him happy to know that the food here was better. He grabbed a plate of pizza, keeping it simple and went to the usual table with the pack, not really bothered at being the only one there.
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Post by ebonywind on Feb 12, 2010 21:17:36 GMT -5
Ebony was standing in the hall infront of the Cafeteria, The Mysterious Benedict Society book that she checked out of the library in her hand. She was glad she was able to get into La Push High School. Ebony still felt a little sick. She felt like she was 100 something degrees, which she truly was, but didn't feel nausious or anything. Hmmmm, today they have pizza and hambugers... WAIT! How do I know that? Holy shizz, what the heck is happening to me? She thought to herself, all of this crazy super hearing and speed and smell thing was creeping her out. She knew she could tranform into a wolf, but she still was scared about what would happen. Would the transformation continue and I would be a real wolf? Would the fever burn me from the inside out? All of these things swirled into her head. Ebony went into the lunch line and got a couple of chili dogs. She was just about to get out of the line when a muscular boy barged into her path and made her knock over her lunch.
"Sorry..." Paul muttered and went on his way.
"It's okay...." Ebony muttered, but then she ran after him. She might as well try to make a friend. "So, what's your name? Mine's Ebony, Ebony Epilea Wind. But you can call me Ebony, or Epi, or Lea, but I perfer Ebony. Where're you from? California? Tennesee? Texas? Wyoming? Huh? 'Cause I'm from Canada! Well, actually I'm part Italian and part Quiluete and part... "Ebony was really hyper just to even speak to someone. The boy went silent, but really he was thinking something. Ebony? She looks more like an Ivory, He scoffed in his mind at her name. "The silent treatment, eh? Well, I'll just keep bugging you." Epi started repeating 'huh?' over and over and over.
"JUST SHUT UP! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Paul screamed at Ebony. Ebony's lip quivered as she started to fake cry very, very realisticly. Oh course, she was laying on the guilt. "Shhh! Okay fine, my name's Paul and I'm from here." Paul finally said, she stopped crying and he walked to his table. Ebony followed and sat beside him. "What now?"
"I'm gonna sit with you guys. After all, you wouldn't turn away an orphan who's food you flung to the floor." Ebony said in her most innocent voice.
"Fine, you can stay." Paul muttered, clearly annoyed.
Ebony smiled widely and ran back to the lunch line, grabbed two hot dogs, then ran back to the table and sat down.
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Post by leah0clearwater on Feb 13, 2010 10:57:26 GMT -5
(ooc: Lacey, you know wolves can only hear each others thoughts when they're in their form, right?)
Leah walked into the cafeteria, pushing people aside that were in her way. Leah wasn't young enough to go to high school, and wasn't old enough to officially work there. She was kind of like an intern, except in a school. And Leah liked it that way. Though she didn't get paid, hardly any work was done by her, so she was happy.
As Leah made her way through the cafeteria, she smelled the hamburger meat. Pass, she thought, wishing she had brought her own lunch. When she stopped at a table, it was one with Paul and a blonde girl. She was a wolf, too. Interesting... Leah thought. They ALSO have pizza! Her mind exclaimed. She scurried to the lunch line, eager for food.
As she stood behind some 50, 60 people in the line, Leah decided that since she was technically someone that they had to listen to, she'd cut the line. Leah pushed and shoved through the dozens of people, and picked up a slice a pizza, an apple, a salad, and a soda. Wolves were always hungry.
Leah went back to the table with Paul and the new girl. "Paul, stop hitting on this blonde chick. You already have a girlfriend," Leah smirked. She obviously knew he was hitting on the blondie, but Paul was so guillible and would think she meant it and start stuttering "N-no-N-n-n-no! O-of course not!" Leah laughed at the thought. She took a bite of her pizza, and a gulp of her soda. She looked up at the high ceiling, then back down again.
"So, blondie. What's the name?" Leah pointed at the blonde chick, with a mouthful of pizza and salad. She washed it down with another two gulps of her soda. As she ate her apple in two whole bites, she smiled. "Beat Jared's record of 3!" She grinned, showing a mouthful of food, varying from apples to salads, from soda to pizza.
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Post by ebonywind on Feb 13, 2010 11:55:04 GMT -5
(OOC: Yeah, I know. I didn't say Ebony heard anything I said what Paul was thinking though.)
"Huh? I mean... What? I wasn't doing anything! You can't prove it!Paul exclaimed, then took a huge bit of his hamburger to make him shut up. Poor Paul, he looked like an idiot.
"Me?" Ebony asked then scanned the room for another 'blondie.'\ "Ohh...Guess I'm the blonde. But anyway, my name's Ebony. Ebony Epilea Wind. What's your name?" Ebony was enthusiastic when she spoke. She looked at the girl again. Do you think they are... No, it can't be. There probably would be more whatever-I-ams but I doubt I'd even meet them... Ebony thought as she frowned a little.
"Hey, newbie. You gonna eat those?" Paul asked Ebony and pointed to her untouched tray.
Ebony shook her head no and then slid the tray over.
"So tell us, are you a werewolf or not?" Paul asked as he took a huge bite out of a hotdog.
I glared at him for a little. Should I lie? Yeah, I definatly should. What if they aren't one of whatever I am and they tell the government, or worse... wait, I can't think of anything worse! I thought frantically and shook my head no after a couple of minutes.
"Oh, then I guess we'll have to erase your memory!" Paul said. "Leah, you wanna do it this time?" Paul looked at Leah like, 'play along, make her squirm a little.'
"Go ahead, they aren't of use to me anymore." Ebony replied, her words were true. Her memories were bad, why waste time defending them. "You have to tell me what you are before I tell you what I am."
"Shape-shifter." Paul muttered.
Ebony glanced at the girl before saying anything.
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Post by Alexa Ateara on Feb 20, 2010 11:06:42 GMT -5
Alexa walked in the cafeteria at La Push High School. It was kind of a relief that she didn't have to smell any vampire smells now.
She grabbed a crispy chicken salad and scanned the cafeteria. She saw Quil, Leah Paul and some other girl.
She managed to hear the end of the conversation, where the blonde asked what everyone was and Paul said shape shifter. Alexa supposed this blonde was waiting on Leah to say something.
She sat down across the table from everyone and said.
"Hi, I'm Alexa. We're all shape shifters here. And I'm supposing that you're one too?"
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Jacob Black
Quileute
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"You really, honestly don?t mind that I morph into a giant dog?"[Mo0:16]
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Post by Jacob Black on Feb 20, 2010 12:17:40 GMT -5
Jake walked into the cafeteria, only a few feet behind Alexa. He just grabbed pizza and sat down at the table, smile on his face, but no words coming out of his mouth.
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Post by drake on Feb 20, 2010 12:33:10 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you!" Ebony practically screamed, then she noticed that she was speaking quite loud so she just nodded yes to being a shape-shifter.
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Post by Alexa Ateara on Feb 20, 2010 20:10:58 GMT -5
"Well, you're among brothers and sisters here then. All of us here are. Have you gone to a pack meeting then?" Alexa asked curiously.
"Leah, you me and Ebony need a girls day then. There is like none of us," she said with a grin.
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