Amalgaverse High

After awhile, it gets to the point where Poe can't stand it and forces Alec out of his house and away from his Michael Phelps standee and back into the real world again. Well, she's going to try, at the very least. Which is why she's at his place: to drag him out to get some fresh air and maybe some coffee and get him grounded again. It's what friends do, after all. Especially friends who have been through the kind of things they've been through.

It starts on a Monday. Out of the blue, there's a daisy taped to the front of Clara's locker, with no letter or anything accompanying it.

Tuesday, there's two.

Wednesday, there's three.

So on and so forth until it's Friday, where by this point there's a whole gathering of the flowers on her locker even if they've been ripped down the previous days.

The mall is always a bustling place, especially with a high school full of teenagers in town. Also, with Halloween approaching, you can bet there's lot of people hunting for the perfect costume. Because of this, you can expect the Halloween stores to be open, of course.

God, children. Socialize! Make friends! ...or enemies, whichever.

A few days after the fight, after probably the most tense and angry and awkward avoidance the school's seen to date, a mysterious padded manila envelope appears inside Clara's locker. Inside of the envelope is a messily scribbled letter (with what looks like dried tear marks on it, smudging the ink in some places) and a burnt CD with 'please listen' written on it in permanent marker.

( The letter )

( The CD )

Lunch time is usually Alec's favorite time of the day when it comes to school. On this afternoon, however, he looks like he's suffering from the worst hangover known to man. He's sitting outside at one of the tables near a tree, sipping from a can of energy drink and trying not to look so out of it. Sugar crashes suck. He looks like he got dressed in the dark to boot; his hair's disheveled, his t-shirt's wrinkled to hell and back, and he forgot a belt for his jeans. Oh, don't mind the two different colored socks either.

Lately, Clara hasn't been out of the house much. Her ability, something she's learned how to mostly control, has been freaking out on her, and as a result, things have been shattering, falling off shelves, catapulting off desks-- she manages to keep it down during class, but her room's been a complete mess, and her house is not fairing too well either. Poor Ethan has had to deal with a lot of it.Today, she's been hearing some very interesting rumors and gossip, and all of it, from various sources, have not been all that great. So on top of her being pissed off because she can't manage to keep a pencil on her desk to save her life, she's pissed off about hearing this stuff. And she doesn't want to talk to Alec, because she'd rather sulk furiously. So that's what she's doing, walking across the tables and pointedly ignoring Alec as she does.

Alec squints, bleary eyed and looking like he's about five seconds away from crawling under his table for a nap. He chugs the rest of his drink and goes to set the can down, but instead he somehow crushes it flat under his palm. Looks like Clara's not the only one having power issues. Though, this is pretty new to him. He's never been the strong sort after all.Once he can lift his head without feeling like he wants to die he spots Clara, frowns, and gets up. Time to go chat with the girl and hope she doesn't play hacky sack with his junk. "...Siren?"
( Read more... )

On account of it being October, the most festive places are already decorating and the nightlife venues are certainly preparing for the Halloween holiday. The Zephyr is no exemption to this because what's better than teenage shenanigans on the last party holiday before everyone's trapped in their homes by snow and frigid temperatures. Fake spider webs hang from the ceilings and all sort of gruesome decorations are present on the walls and doors. The DJ is even sliding in a few themed tracks, just for the more Halloween enthuastic kids.

Alec is in a better mood than usual, which is saying something. He's currently chilling in an oversized, comfy chair with a drink in one hand and one of those massive pixi stix in the other. He's chugging the candy down like an addict getting their fix and there's already two discarded tubes on the ground in front of him. He's going to be /flying/. Maybe even literally.

Oh no, new kid alert. Carmichael's family just literally moved into town a few few days ago, and hailing from California, he's finding all this cold weather to be foreign and, well, /terrible/ what is this even? But he's heard tell that this is where the cool kids hand out, and since he's not starting classes until Monday, he figures he'll get a head's up on that whole meeting people thing. So, here he is, walking into the building and eyeing the decor for a moment before slipping out of his super cool red motorcycle jacket. Awww yeeeah.
( Read more... )

A hospital stay is never a fun thing. Not unless you're hopped up on painkillers and whatnot, which Alec wasn't. Thankfully it's all said and done now and the boy's back home, safe in the comforts of a familiar place and being (happily) babied by his mother. Currently he's claimed the couch for himself and is snacking on some Ben and Jerry's while watching cartoons. It's a good day.

No, hospital stays suck, says Clara. She's been in a constant state of 'everything around me literally shatters' for the past couple of days, which she's actually been yelled at for a couple of times. Scott and Laura aren't exactly happy about the number of vases that are now in pieces, but Clara can't help it. Today, she's going to get rid of that by visiting Alec. Ding dong!

( Read more... )

There's only so much time you can spend wrapped up in a blanket watching reruns of Behind the Music before you get a little crazy. Cabin fever eventually settles in Alec's brain so he grabs a shower, gets dressed, grabs his bike, and goes to pay a certain someone a visit even though he looks a bit like death warmed over. He thankfully makes it there in one piece without becoming road pizza. When he eventually shows up at Clara's house he slides off of his bike, lets it flop over onto the grass, then sits down next to it after knocking on the door.

Clara's home alone like she usually is at this time, and she's curled up on the couch watching TV lazily and not using her brain in any form. When the knock comes on the door, Clara sighs and turns down the TV before flopping off the couch and taking the long journey of like ten steps to get to the front door. When she opens it and sees Alec outside, she's happy of course-- except for the fact that he looks like he's about to keel over and die. "Holy fuck-- Alec, hey," Clara curses, going to drop down next to him on the grass. "Babe, you look like shit. What's wrong?"

( Read more... )

 Partying on a Thursday night? Hells yeah. It's not like the kids here probably care about their school days or even getting up at a reasonable hour at all. Besides, Thursdays are 18 and under nights at a lot of clubs in town, so that's why most of the student population gets out and goes to them. All the normal nightclub prequisites are present: dark corners, loud, pumping music and a lack of booze and drugs. At least, booze and drugs that you can acquire legally. Smoking isn't allowed in the building, but there's a fine (completely not creepy or rape-y) fenced-in patio in the back where you can get your nicotine fix.

Dakota is making a living tonight. Somehow she has managed to get into the nightclub with her jacket full of illegal substances without being caught, and it... probably has to do with the fact that she bribed the bouncer. In any case! She's hanging out on a couch, occasionally texting, and watching the crowds. She's pretty sure the word is out that she deals, especially after the brownies she'd sold that Luke kid. Anyway, she's waiting for customers, but she can be persuaded to get up and dance.

 Why is Ryan here? Because Guy said he's meet him here after work. Which ended an hour ago. Still no sign of the Bearded Wonder, and texts are going unanswered. So Ryan's going to give him twenty more minutes before leaving, because being alone in a nightclub is awkward and he's so, /so/ not going to dance. His plan is to park it somewhere and glare angrily at his phone, and hey that couch looks like a good enough place. Hi Dakota, there's a ticked off looking boy sitting by you.

So Wal-Mart. It's cheap, it's easy, and it's... well, not fast, not with how many people are usually there. It's the afternoon after school on a Friday, so there's a good amount of people, but this doesn't seem to matter to Clara. She's dragging her boyfrand around, pushing through crowds (a little violently) and looking for jewelery to go with her dress. Classy, this one.

Alec walks along behind Clara as she plows through the people. Hey, it leaves him free to carry that industrial sized bag of Starburst and the giant box of Snickers! Most guys would be looking for a bench to sit and hide while their girlfriend does the shopping thing but no, not him. He looks quite happy to tag along.

Guy and Ryan have a brodate to go see that sweet 3D Piranha movie, but it doesn't start for another half an hour, so here they are, killing time in the electronics department. Because this is decidedly the hippest place to be in a WalMart. Right now, Ryan is looking at an iPod touch longingly, and Guy is drawing crude male genitalia on the laptops. Really, who leaves MSPaint open on these things?
( Read more... )

It's another afternoon at the mall, and up on the second level people come and go from the awesome restaurant/buffet that is Todai. Sure, it's not cheap, but there's a TON of food and an equal amount of eye candy in the form of sexy male waiters. In fact, there's not a waitress in sight. Huh. Plus they're running a special, half price lunches!

Poe has been known to splurge on herself from time to time. Going to one of her favorite resturants in town is a rare treat and one she's so very taking advantage of today. Half price lunches? That means two can eat for the price of one! Which means both her and her partner inb crime, Eloise, are aiming for the sushi buffet today. Despite the ~raw fish~ deal, there's always enough non-meaty portions to go around. And sweets! So no one really loses here.

When Poe invited her to lunch at the Man Buffet, Eloise, of course, jumped at the chance. Because look at those waiters, good god. "You are not allowed to judge me by how much I'm about to eat. Nor how much ogling I do." Stern face.

( Read more... )

Evening in town means most people tend to disperse, some off to parties and some off to their homes. Most that continue to remain out through the evening aren't necessarily less-than-savory, but they're probably not the kids that get A grades. Stranger things have happened, though. Phoenix, however, is taking a walk across town on her way home from her boyfriend's place.

Ginger, be at home? Around her annoying parents? Screw that. She'd much rather spend her evening wandering the streets, puffing away on a cigarette with the hood of her jacket pulled up over her face.

Then there are those that /are/ less-than-savory. Like Deacon, who's decided it's dinner time. This means a trip to McDonald's- if McDonald's is code for 'heading downtown trolling for delicious hoomans'. So down the street he goes, dressed in, surprise surprise, all black, walking with what can easily be classified as a swagger to his steps.

( Read more... )

Lunchtime is always a busy time in the cafeteria, seeing as almost the entirety of the school is let loose from the confines of the classrooms to gorge themselves on what is probably terribly unhealthy food disguised as something with nutrition. Today, the menu is those creepy rib patties and some form of vegetable side that has probably been sitting in the steamer too long. You're probably better off with something pre-packaged. At least you know where it's been.

( Read more... )

Kids love the mall, right? Of course they do! It's the weekend so feel free to send your kids shopping/have them doing juvenile things. Just remember, there are always security guards, and if caught doing bad things parents -will- be called! So have fun!

Welcome, parents and students and teachers alike, to the open house! The outside of the school has been decorated with streamers and brightly colored signs, directing people inwards through the open doors.

Once inside there's a small podium with a sign in book (just so Principal Blake can track who RSVP'd and showed up/didn't show up) right near the doorway. Past that brass bars with velvet ropes connecting them form a pathway to lead visitors and staff alike into the gymnasium.

In the gym, tables are set up with punch and several party subs all cut up into small portions. There's more than enough food for everyone to have seconds. There's also paper plates, cups, napkins, all that fine stuff. Staff mill about, waiting to be approached, and the man himself (Mr. Blake) looms near the emergency exit doors in his tuxedo, sipping punch.

So parents, students, teachers, go and mingle! Have fun! Try not to break anything or Mr. Blake WILL be upon you like an unholy plague.