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The Story

The School Rules

o1. No Godmodding!.
o2. We start when we fill up the first 3 dorm rooms.
o3. I want an equal amount of normals and specials.
o4. No Cybering!
o5. We have a profile thread because I don't want the profile to stretch the page.
o6. PM all profiles to me!
o7. Put 'Stitches' as the title.
o8. Put a ninja in your PM.
o9. Highlight this post!
1o. The semester begins December 30th
11. Applications must be sent before December 25th
12. I don't like odd numbers.
Hey, so you decided to listen to me... good choice! I don't like rules seven and eight... so just send the profiles with 'Gypsies, Tramps, and Thieves' as the title.

Girls
o1 A. Viento+M. Brézé
o2 H. Alexander+S.Cantato
o3 P. Potts
o4 M. Fay
o5


Boys
o1 I. Viento+R. Jones
o2 E. Holly
o3
o4
o5

((Open... but I'd really like more normals!))

The school was empty again, something that Haley didn't like. She missed the chattering halls and buzzing walls of the school during the school year. Haley had gone early as usual, wanting to score a good bed. She sat on the steps of the school, looking out to the path leading to the gate and the gardens bordering it. She decided to walk in the garden, already having unpacked.
It was about ten in the morning, and most students arrived around lunch. She'd heard that there were many new students arriving this year, and the teachers were stressing the 'special' qualities of some of them. They were still trying to figure out a way to keep the mind readers isolated completely so that they wouldn't cheat. At least, that's what they were thinking, no one said it aloud. They weren't supposed to do anything special for any of the students, and isolation during a test would just bring attention to the special students.
Haley sat down on a bench in spot far off the path, enjoying the now prominent sounds of nature. She sang softly to herself, liking the birds' tunes. She smiled, growing louder as she was aware of the privacy of the place. As much as she hated being alone, she was surrounded by life and wasn't truly alone. She felt happy in that spot, and a distant part of her hated the fact that another student could find it at any time and intrude on the beauty of the almost untouched area.

Edward stepped out of his black ferari (sp?) that he had inherited from his late uncle- why the crippled even owned it was beyond him but it was a amazing car so Edward agreed to take it when it was left to him in his uncle's will. As he exited the car, Edward took in the landscape of the Lamora school grounds. It was big, an excellant place to get privacy and be alone when he wanted to be- which was most of the time.

On Edward's left shoulder was a duffle bag full of everything that he owned; including his laptop, clothes, sketchbook, and the recording equipment he had worked three summers to buy. In his pocket was his iPod, all 80GB completely full of music- mostly classical and showtunes, and his wallet in his butt pocket. Under his right arm was a keyboard that he took with him about everywhere he went, and composed music on. All of his good works were recorded onto CDs and sometimes even put on his iPod if he thought they were good enough to belong. He recorded them using his own equipment.

Edward then took his bag up to his new dorm, he was happy his 'roomie' hadnt arrived yet because he wasnt planning to stay there for a long time, he wanted to get back outside into the sun. Edward carried his keyboard back down the stais and outside, walking towards a group of trees that looked comforting. He then sat down under a big oak tree and turned on his keyboard. He then started off as usual, starting with a classical piece and then going into somethign of his own. He was softly humming along to his own music when he saw off in the distance, about forty feet away, a girl sitting on a bench. He egnored her and continued to play, hoping he wasn't bothering her. He did honestly try to get along with everybody, its just that after a while everyone who he is temorarily friends with him runaway because of his 'power'. He really despised his 'power', it was more of a burden than a gift. He didnt even see how it was good at all. He was enjoying the silence of the outside, he loved being out there, by himself of course, but the girl wasnt bothering him. Actually, one part of him wanted the girl to come over and talk with him, but he knew in his heart that it would only end up like it did with everyone else, chaos and hatred.



((lol, i usually never write this much so dont hold it as a expectation. mrgreen ))

Edward looked up at the girl, he could tell she was having a issue because of his ability of reading minds also. Oh, Hello. I see we share one of the same powers. he thought to her, smiling sweetly. A different part of his mind wanted to stop talking because he doidnt want her to get hurt- or really 'unlucky'- but he didnt want to. He was being selfish at the moment in his pown opinion.