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[aurelia kestra mckinnon]

hearts racing, pulses pacing
i can feel it in my veins

The cool autumn breezed filled the air, making the leaves and bushes rustle with anticipation. They slowly calmed down as students stepped on them, crushing the leaves into nothing but floating particles. Aurelia watched the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the whole yard a mix of colours and smiles. The students were wrapped up in scarves, gloves, and coats, even though the fall had just begun and the weather was just starting to get colder. Aurelia shook her head, as she herself, had gone in a totally different direction than her peers. Aurelia adorned a long, white skirt that flowed in the breeze, a tank top to match, and an aqua scarf loosely hanging from her neck. This of course got many confused stares from the people around her, none of which Aurelia seemed to notice. She let the shivers the air brang rush through her, sending energy into her body.

She was in an unusually happy mood that day, her eyes bright and wide, her mouth in a permanent smile, not a care in the world. She simply walked along, a little spring in her step, watching the leaves swirl this way and that way, creating a kind of colourful illusion in the sky. Aurelia found a random unoccupied bench and took a seat, plopping her bag down next to her.

She reached into her bag, rummaging around for her notebook and pencil. Based on her personality and the general way she acted around people, most people would assume that Aurelia would be organized. You would think she would be neat and orderly, and know where every single thing was, right down to the last hair. And of course, you would be very wrong. Aurelia was quite disorganized and messy. Her bag was full of random papers, some with scribbles on them, some useless assignments, some crumpled up or illegible. She wouldn't be too surprised if there was something living in her bag.

Her hand grasped something that seemed to be in the form of a pencil, pulling it out of the bag. Happy to find it fresh and sharp, she poked around her bag for her notebook. This, of course, was easier, as the notebook was much bigger than a pencil. Aurelia pulled out the tattered, torn, stained notebook, that she took almost everywhere with her. It had been through a lot, as you could easily tell by the look of it, but wasn't even half way filled up. The notebook was thick with crisp, new, blank pages, almost seeming as if it went on forever.

She left the notebook and pencil on her lap, looking around, her for inspiration. She saw familiar faces pass by, but no one she knew directly. That seemed to be the case most of the time. After three years at Darmon, only few students knew who she was. Very few. Sighing, she turned her attention back to her notebook, letting the thoughts of people slowly drift away, and letting herself enter her own little world.

[jamie alice bennett`]

Jamie

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Jamie walked along the school halls watching as people gossipped at their lockers and other were goofing off. She sighed as she made it to hers. No one had seemed to pay attention to her want of attention today. It seemed like every one was use to it.how can noone stare when i upstage a teacher or if i pull off soemthign dramatic she thought to herself as a couple curious stares followed her down the hall. Jamie guessing it was becaus ethey werent use to seeing a frown perched on her lightly glossed lips. Jamie hated not being able to smile and she dint have a thing for peopel that were always depressed or pissedoff or any one thta was really in a not so good mood most of the time.

When Jamie made it to her locker she messed with the lock for a second before it popped open. She opened her locker and ran her fingers over some pictures on the inside of her locker.i wish i was back in first year she thought to herself with a sigh. She opened her bookbag and took the two books she had from it and exchanged them for a snack from her locker. Jamie had cheetos today. Her favorit kind of chips. They were cheesey and they melted in your mouth. She smiled a little as she set them in her messenger bag.

As Jamie locked her lcoker back up she felt a cold chill and noticed the door to the courtyard. She smiled a little as she noticed a lot of people out there. She began to walk towered the door. As soon as she made it to the doors frame she looked around with a hopeful exsression for anyone she knew, but no ones familiar face cme into sight. She sighed and continued to walk outside, the leaves crunching
beneath her feet.

As she walked she noticed a girl, she wasnt quite dressed dor the weather that surrounded the school. She smiled a little and walked to the bench she sat at.Arent you dressed a bit light for the weather? Jamie asked with a curious yet crooked smile that seemed to spread from one cheek bone to the other. She opened her book bag and pulled the cheetos from it, she opened the ziplock bag she had put them in and took one out. Little crumbs fell onto her pants as the cheetoh made its way to her mouth.

She tasted the lovelyness of the cheetoh and let it melt in her mouth. Jamie cleared her throat before continuing on So hows your day going?. She had a friendly smile now that seemed very inviting, well to some people.

Status::DONE!
OutFit::JAMIES style
Authors Notes::Sorry For the shorteness.

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[aurelia kestra mckinnon]

hearts racing, pulses pacing
i can feel it in my veins

At the exact moment in time, Aurelia was in a world completely and utterly different than our own. She was in a world of fairies, princesses, and vampires. She was in a world of magic, secrets, and belief. She was in a world where dreams came true when you wished upon the morning star. She was in a world of wishes and happily ever afters. Aurelia was in her own little world. Created by her, where anything she wanted to happen could.

Death, loss, truth, insanity. Yes, the girl liked creating dark twisted stories. Though it did include love, and dreams, and happiness, they weren't your average everyday fairy tales. Thought they did end in happily ever afters, they were usually for the evil villain.

Looking at the girl, smiling through every bone in her body, you would never have guessed what she was thinking about. You would think that Aurelia was all unicorns and rainbow. But this lady had a dark, dark mind.

The one part of her brain that wasn't in the horrific land of twisted stories noticed another human being walking to-wards Aurelia. Surprised, it immediately alerted the rest of the brain. This, of course, hardly ever happened, and when it did it was almost always someone she knew. Quickly zoning back into the real world, she paid attention to the stranger.

A bit light for the weather? Aurelia looked down t what she was wearing and laughed lightly to herself. Of course, someone was about to notice the lack of coats and skirts. Otherwise, she would probably still have been on her lonesome. "Not to me," she answered, shrugging. Aurelia didn't get cold easily, and even then it was never to the extreme.

By the girl's manor, she could tell she was quite friendly. For one thing, she was talking to a girl who had just a minute ago staring off in the distance, and was always ignored for her lack of...well, talking. Aurelia decided that maybe, just maybe, she could actually have a human conversation with her. Just maybe.

"My day..." Aurelia had to think about that for a second. She always liked to think about a question thoroughly, making sure her question was accurate. So she sat there for about a full five minutes, just thinking. Finally, she thought of something suitable to describe her day. "My day," she repeated, "was like any other day in my life." Which was quite true. Nothing out of the ordinary happened that day. As nothing usually did. "And how is your day....going?" She tried the phrase the teenager had used, the words feeling a bit weird on her tongue.