Who: Eva & Open to School Students & Staff
When: During School Hours
Where: Mysteria High
What: Eva's first day at Mysteria High



Eva had been wandering the halls looking for her classroom when she spotted a girl down the other end of the hallway with long dark hair who, from behind could've been Savannah. Abandoning her search for her classroom, she'd run after her, following her through several hallways before catching up. When she'd finally caught a look at the girl's face, Eva's heart sank, realising it wasn't her sister after all.

Sighing she turned away, and began to try and retrace her steps, but she hadn't really paid any attention to where she was going when she ran after the girl, and now she was lost. Stopping, she turned in a slow circle, trying to figure out where she was, and which way she had to go to get to where she needed to be.

Who: Red and Open
When: Afternoon
Where: Close to the Town Square
What: Red feels people are too moody so she must make them happy. It’s a law.

It did make people wonder at times if Red was actually made out of springs and not bones when she skipped down the streets singing her little heart out. "You are loved." By Josh Groban was her song of choice, for now. She bounced onwards, ever onwards in a streak of rainbow colours that were almost blinding to the sensitive before she stopped where she was and seemed to loose her train of thought: Which probably involved puppies or kittens or something fluffy, possibly shiny along with it too.

But she stopped dead and then turned to cross the street. She was soon skipping along though again, singing and bouncing in a happy ray of colours that bounced off of her clothing. Soon enough though she stopped to duck in to a shop and buy herself a bottle of fruit juice. Then she was off bouncing on her way once more. She was going to make people smile! She had decided it. And when she decides something, unfortunately she usually makes it happen.

So she cleared her throat and took off her hat and popped it down on to the floor. She'd give the cash to some kitty charity of something nice like that. She opened her mouth and started to sing, wonderfully happy Christmas tunes for the people! Maybe someone would be touched and if just one person smiled, she would feel she had accomplished something good!

Who: Open to All
When: 7pm and on
Where: Mysteria High's Gym
What: Winter Dance for students of all grades.



The doors to the gym had opened a few minutes before seven since there had already been students waiting. The bleachers in the gym had been pushed back to give plenty of room for a dance floor. One side held some tables and chairs and at the back of the room was a table that held the punch. From the ceiling hung glittering snowflakes that sparkled when the dim lighting hit them. Ballons were spread through out and the walls had been made to look like a winter wonderland.

((Fell free to make your own subthreads within the scene.))

Who: Drew, Open
When: Lunch
Where: School
What: Drew is lonely at lunch

Plopping down his tray of food at the table he and Savvy usually sat at with her friends, Drew sighed and rolled his apple around in his hand. He was early, Ms. Acker having let them out a little before the bell. No one he knew had yet to make an appearance.

Savvy was in New York City, and he was alone.

How the fuck did this happen to him? He usually was the type to never be alone. Not just girls, but he made friends with everyone easily. Now, when he should have been learning to tell the twins apart, he was focusing all of his attention on how the light was hitting her face, or the way her hair was falling that day.

Christ. He was fucked.

Who: Charleen and Todd
When: After school.
Where: School.
What: Todd being... Well, Todd, really.

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Who: Charleen and Open
When: a little after 1300
Where: Library
What: Charleen is trying to find a connection between her parents disappearance and the weird things she's been noticing around town.



Charleen had slept in a little later than she had planned on. Her first week in a new town, and she was already swamped in homework. After Quinton stopped by, she resumed her research of finding out what happened to her parents. It had kept her up well past midnight.

When she finally woke up, it was already ten am. She hurried to get ready and made her way to the local library, where she hoped to find something she was looking for. She didn't actually have a clue as to what she was looking for, but she did know her parents’ disappearance and this town were somehow connected. After the strange events that had happened earlier in the week, there was no doubt about it. Her parents had sent her to live with an estranged cousin so that she could come to Mysteria, a mini-Sunnydale. The only question was why.

Charleen had been in the library since noon, and had found strikingly little, given her skills at research. If only she could find something to connect her parents to the city.

Who: Charleen and Quinton
When: 7.30 pm
Where: The apartment
What: Quinton checks on Charleen


Charleen was just getting finished with her English reading when she heard the main door close, signaling Quinton’s return from home. She hadn’t been able to really talk to her cousin since arriving in Mysteria from Chicago. Closing her book, Charleen walked towards the doorway of the loft Quinton was paying for her to live in, tiny thing that it was she was grateful. She listened, waiting for him to walk into his own apartment, making sure he got in safely. Since the other day, she was getting overly cautious about the people she cared about.

Who: Drew, Open
When: before school
Where: school parking lot
What: Drew makes his grand entrance

Drew smirked to himself as he pulled into the school parking lot. The shiny red Aston Martin roadster was not an inconspicuous car in the least, but that was how he wanted it. It was his first day, and he wanted to make an entrance. That's why he was here before anyone else, parking his car in the first spot by the door.

He'd already picked up his schedule, and now he was leaning against the car, looking over it. Advanced classes, and his study halls filled with an extra elective in French. Andrew Montgomery was a good student, a smart student. The best tutors money could buy had made sure of that, and Andrew was on the fast track to some Ivy League. At least he had been. Who knows what Mysteria High would look like on a transcript.

Who: Charleen and Open
What: Charleen can't get used to her new situation in Mysteria
When: lunch
Where: Mysteria High, outside the girls' bathroom

Charleen had walked her first day at a new school everytime she began one. She wasn't going to let her racing mind destroy a long held tradition, started by her mother when Charleen went to her first day of day care. She could hardly contain the sob that found its way out of her throat. She had wanted to stay in Chicago, where she had friends, and a life...And her memories of her parents. But something in her mother's voice had made her realize that might not be a good idea, they wouldn't have told Charleen to find Quinton and stay with him.


Something about this town was strange too. Why would her mother tell her to go to North Dakota, when there were so many relatives closer, in the city even. Relatives Charleen knew better.


But she was here now, nothing she could do about it. 'Except cry in an empty bathroom stall,' she told herself as she adjusted the strap of her backpack. She wasn't used to the overwhelming urge she had to want to keep her head down on her way to her advanced math class.


She didn't think it would be a bad idea, keeping her head down, it would hide her no doubt red-rimmed eyes. The only problem is that it also hide people who were headed her way and expected her to move out of there's. Which might explain why she suddenly found herself flat on the floor.