Adam stood up straight and managed a half-smile at Lacey, straightening his clothes before heading to the Great Hall, sitting down a ways off the little group that had formed. Man, was he lame. He was probably the only one that hadn't muttered a word to anyone since they had gotten here. And why? He didn't know. He had no fear of talking. It was just fire. Fire and dying like his little sister. He shivvered and slowly ate his breakfast.

Carmen slipped out of her room and followed everyone to the Great Hall, sitting down at one of the tables and getting a bowl of cereal, what she always ate. She listened to the chatter around her.

"My sanity..." Jeremiah pretended to ponder on the thought of it. Really the boy was just thinking of pumpkin pie. "Now my dear that was gone long time ago." He smirked as she grabbed a muffin and bit down into it. After swallowing a piece a of the fruit he wiped the apple juice from his mouth and smirked again. "Really? Sanity, ha what use is it to us?" He joked.

Alex Visser was flipping through is Aritmancy textbook for what could be the thirtieth time that night as light crept into the room, peeking from underneath the door. He blinked in a haze, and checked the time in an offhand manner. His stomach gave a small pang, and he decided it was time for some coffee as his roommate slipped out of the door. He settled against his bed for a bit longer, gritting his teeth as he checked out his surroundings. He was still here, so it wasn't just a treacherous nightmare, was it? His life seemed like a continuos terror, and this was just another pain, another torment he'd have to put up with. But with all of the freaks crawling the campus, he wasn't sure he'd be able to endure it without stabbing Lacey or poisoning Princess, or slipping one too many sleeping pills into Jeremiah's water. Really, it would be a relief to silence any of them, not just those three. His fists tingled with anticipation as a violent surge rushed through his body, and his muscles tightened. However, there was no one, luckily enough, to release the accumulated frustration upon. Kicking his bed half heartedly he stumbled to the bathroom and glared at his reflection, wrestling the nauseating feeling of defeat. Classes. Spectacular. He'd be in a room with dozens of wacks, all freaking day. Alex breathed slowly, as one of his long gone therapist had instructed him, but it hardly soothed as he combed through his hair, teased it, and with skilled and experienced hands, spiked it up to its signature hedgehog style. His bangs were straightened across his eyes, and he tapped his lower lip, considering another piercing. Whatever. He'd think about it later. After lining both icy blue orbs with an excess of eye liner, he tugged on a baggy black pair of pants that were strung with chains, and slipped on a black long sleeved shirt that bore the emblem of a coveted wizarding death rock band. After slipping into his combat boots, and fashioning a safety pin into his pierced ear, Alex grabbed his messenger bag and stomped angrily out of the dormitory, stumbling, dark head down, to the Great Hall.

Maisy heard the boots before she saw the face.She was sat at the table with some ceral infront of her.She watched the boy storm in.He didnt look very happy but then again,nor did anyone else here.She sighed and got back to her ceral looking to the people on either side of her.She moaned inwards.

She was still exhausted from the night before,she hadnt slept.She had thought about Garrett.She hadnt seen him in ages now that she thought about it

Lacey rolled her eyes. Was he always so outward with his opinions? Shaking her hair once more, she heard a light rustle entering the Great Hall. Her lips curled into a smirk, C'mon Alex, start something so I can finish it. She begged in her thoughts as she eyed him as he walked. What a shame .. what a shame that he could make her flip into a rage like he did. That was one downside of knowing him. The upside was the high she got from feeling violent.

Ashleigh rolled out of bed. Literally. Rolled. Landing with a thump on the floor, she groaned while getting up. Another day, another bunch of freaks... She thought, slumping towards the closet. Picking out her day's outfit, today's power-up song was Britney's 'Womanizer'. She yawned - so bored. So tired. Where was the Starbucks machine? Maybe Jimmy could get one for her. Hopefully.

Finally, she was ready. Juicy Couture sweats? Check (Top and bottom matching, both in baby blue.) Perfume? Check (Viva La Juicy!) Sunglasses? Check (Dior, obviously.) Uggs? Check (Beige.) Attitude? Check. All she would need was coffee and it would probably in the Great Hall. It had better be. She was already out the door, checking her reflection, making sure nothing was out of place. Makeup, hair, clothes... Everything just screamed "Schizophrenic-ly obsessed with OCD-levels of perfection!" and she didn't care what others thought.

Right?

RIGHT.

Alex tried to keep his eyes averted, trained on the toes of his combat boots. If he looked up he might lock eyes with Lacey or Princess and throughout the long night, several creative ideas of tormenting to them had come to mind, and the Great Hall didn't seem the proper place to carry any out. Not under the watch of head masters and teachers and kooks. Playing with the safety pin he moved to the rows of benches, gliding, almost, his chains making naught a sound as he searched, primitively, for coffee. The only thought in mind was the dark elixir and gloom. Exhaling, he caught the scent of the grinds and soon after, spotted a pot. Like a bloodhound following the scent he plodded robotocially towards it, and an uncharacteristic eager look overcame his visible features, though his lips were curved in the usual hostile manner. Like many other things, he liked it black, and skipped over milk and sugar with disdain. Wrapping his fingers around his mug and allowing the warmth to seep through, Alex held a thin slice of pumpkin bread between his teeth and shuffled out of the Great Hall to the grounds. He didn't enjoy outside, he felt vulnerable, but inside he felt watched; stared at. Curling into a stoop to feel protected he sipped on his beverage and sighed in relief, breath mingling into the dewy morning with ghostly white tendrils of mist. He nibbled on his pumpkin bread and jammed his earphones securely in, settling against cold cement as angry lyrics pulsated to his brain. The day would be treacherous, but at least he had this moment to himself.

Jemeriah looked over at Alex and then Lacey. "I say we don't start anything just yet Lacey. We're only two days in love. Do you really need to start something? Just, channel you anger." He nodded. Jerry sounded slightly like the old shrink one of his guardians made him go to once. He hated how he sounded like that old bag, but didn't show any sign of the stuggle inside himself. Instead he just gave Lacey and sweet smile.

After finishing everything that she was doing Coheed heard another russle outside the door. She got up from her bed and peaked her head out. Alex was now heading down the hall. It seemed as though everyone had rushed out of their rooms already. Was she missing something? After running to her bed- he large black combat platform boots replaced with a pair of black and red plaid creeper shoes. Her legs in black tight pants and straps and chains hanging off from hoopes and loopes around her pants. A black strap jacket looking sweater covering her shoulders and torso.

Coheed trotted out of her room and stayed a good distance away from Alex. Not wanting to have a uncomfortable situtation like the one the night before. He turned into... into a hall or something. She followed to make sure she wasn't missing anything.

Oh no, oh no no no. They were eating. As soon as she got into the door her eyes jumped between person to person. Oh no, he body was tensing up, she could feel herself shaking. This just... She threw up all across the floor. Quickly she went running back to her room.

Maisy was starting to think that maybe this was all a waste of time.Nothing,to her,was getting sorted out.She wasnt finding the answers she needed or wanted.She was aimless.She felt a rush of sadness,but then the numb feeling came back.She looked at the others that were in the hall.She wondered if they were all searching for the things she was herself.She took a sip of her drink

Maisys head was ringing for some reason.It had been ringing for last half an hour and it was getting worse.She hadnt felt pain like this since-
The pain vanished by a meer throught.

She looked out of the window,thinking...

Garrett walked outside. He felt unsure and lonely once again. There were students walking past him, laughing. Why couldn't he be happy too? Why couldn't he not be the lonely one for once in his life? Garrett shook his head. He looked at the building and saw a girl looking out the window too. She seemed... familiar.

Livvy walked down stairs and towards the Great Hall. She trudged slowly. She absolutely hated being near crowds where people laughed and she didn't. People hugged each other and there was never anyone to hug her. Livvy picked up a plate and picked at her food.

Maisy turned her head a little,not really caring about the other people,but still having a glance at them to see if they'd even moved an inch from the last time she'd looked at them.She noticed a boy.A boy.A boy called.A boy called..what was his name .. ?!? Garrett? "Garrett..?"she asked,quietly.She frowned a little.

Garrett nodded his head at the girl. She was... M-Maisy... He recalled their encounter last night. He walked towards her and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Hello, Maisy," Garrett said softly and briskly.

Lacey looked lazily down at her food."Yeah, sorry." She managed quietly, was this the old Lace or what? The old Lacey got into loads of trouble, shaking her thoughts off she looked up to see Coheed vomit, in turn making her gag. "You think she's okay?" She whispered to Jeremiah.

Jeremiah looked up to see the running off Coheed and the mess she had left behind her. It was rather gross. "I wouldn't know. Maybe she caught the flu or something?" He asked looking back at Lacey, who looked as though she was about to blow chunks at the sight of the vomit Coheed left on the floor. "Want to go talk to her? I'll come along if you want." He shrugged slightly.

Quickly Coheed had made it to her and Lacey's washroom. Quickly she found a spot right by the toilet where she couldn't stop herself from being sick.

Lacey glanced quickly around the room, house elves shot across the floor, cleaning the mess. "At your own risk." She said jogging out of the room, flying through the halls, Lacey saw house elves cleaning up the mess next to the toilet Coheed had made. "Coheed? Are you okay .." Lacey said quietly.

Jeremiah watched Lacey run off quickly. With a sigh he got up and slowly followed the girl. He was going to be at least if anything was going to go wrong.

House elves scurried off as Lacey walked into the washroom to find Coheed sitting against the wall next to the toilet. Her hair smelling stale from the vomit. Gross, udderly gross. Her hands were shaking. "They.. they were all just sitting there, I could see their teeth just r-r-rip into.. in... I could see her teeth just t-t-t" Quickly Coheed leaned over to the toilet again to vomit.

((ooc-haha, wrong name XD))

Lacey flicked her wrist and watched Coheed's hair twist into a bun stuck to the back of her head,"Just until your finished." She said lightly,"Would you like me to stay here with you?"

Jeremiah walked over to the girl door, but didn't go inside. He wasn't invited. Instead he stood outside the door left open by the girls incase he was needed.


Coheed felt her hair twirl up and out of her place. After she was pretty sure she was finished she took her hand and wipped her face. "I think... think I am okay." She said shakingly as she shakingly tried to get up from the floor. Her hand slipped and she fell back down sitting.

Lacey nodded, resting her back on the wall and balancing on her feet she came close to kneeling. When Coheed fell back, Lacey's hand shot out,"Let me at least help you to your bed or up or whatever." She said firmly.

Coheed nodded. She couldn't get up, not without the help of someone. She grabbed Lacey's hand as her roommate helped her up and towards her bed. At least she was helpfull. The feel of falling onto her bed was nice- and it smelled cleaner than the washroom. She didn't notice Jeremiah standing by the door. "Thank you." She said quietly, still shaking.

Jeremiah peered into the door. Everything seemed okay with the girls. Quietly he shut the door for them and trotted off to his own room.

Maisy was right,she knew who it was from the moment she saw him.It was Garrett,the one she spend some time with by the water.She remember that clearly,like it was yesterday.She stood up as soon as he came over to her."Hi.."she said,with an awkward smile.She looked at him,"I havnt seen you in a while.."she said to him.

Garrett offered a small smile in return and nodded his head. "Yeah.." he said, chuckling softly. He looked around, nervously. "So... I just came to say hi," he said. Boy, Garrett was really bad at this.

Maisy nodded,"Well,Im sick of looking out of this god damn window so, do you want to walk with me?"she asked him,smiling softly.She could see he wasnt very good at the social sort of thing.

Garrett smiled and nodded his head. "Sure," he said and began walking towards the door with Maisy by his side. "Care if we go outside? I find it a great place to gather your thoughts," Garrett said. Looked like Maisy was helping him with this social thing. Good thing too. Otherwise he'd be some kind of hermit for the rest of his life.

Maisy smiled slightly.She never really smiled,but since she'd met this young lad,she'd been smiling an awful lot more.She nodded and walked wit him."Sure..ok"she said.She walked with him,just enjoying his company.