At Death's Door [OPEN]

[kiara cherrystone]

Kiara Louise Cherrystone

you were like the crash of thunder
echoed through my darkest nights
you awaken all my senses
made me feel alive

It was a dark night, like usual in the Midnight Forest. The air was sharp and cold, and the stars glittered brightly overhead. I landed on the grass, like usual, losing my balance and landing on my hands and knees. I looked up into the sky, and a cold wind came at me from the left. I shivered as it hit me. Something didn't feel right tonight, it was like something was missing... Something that was here all the time. I looked to the right; the cave was still there, so I looked to the left; the thorn bushes were still there. I took in a sharp breath, the area didn't smell any different either, so what could it be? I listened closely, and heard nothing... That's when I knew what was missing.

My heart almost stopped and I stayed in my place, terrified. I didn't dare move, maybe the others have caught her, maybe she ran away, maybe people got her... She might have died. I slowly stood up and made my way to the cave, holding my breath. I carefully looked into the darkness, and she wasn't there. I tried to call here name, but it came out in a cracked whisper. My best friend... Where was she!? I ran right to the very back of the cave, where is was very, very dark. I felt about all over the place, my eyes welling up with tears. I couldn't bare the thought of seeing her cold, lifeless body somewhere. I breathed out loudly, thinking about all the possible places she could be. She wouldn't leave me like this, so something bad must have happened. At this time, she should be at the cave entrance, waiting for me and her food... Not today.

I stood up, tracing back over the days. Nothing had happened between us two, apart from the usual. I ran outside, finding all the energy to continue all night, and tomorrow. I won't give up until I find her. She'd do the same for me. I wondered whether to go back over the gap, or go nearer the exit. Maybe I could cut through the thorn bushes? I quickly decided to go back over the gap. Swinging across on the rope, and not landing it right. I found myself getting hurt every two seconds. Tripping up over twigs and logs, getting cut by... Sharp things, and running into trees. I wasn't in the best outfit for going out in the forest either. I'd just been out at the cinema with some friends of mine, and I wore a strapless white lace top, and a black skirt, and some black high heeled boots. My hair had been curled especially for the occasion, and now I was out, looking for my best friend/pet.

Her name was Fang. She had grey and white fur, and the markings of a Siberian Husky, she had clear light blue eyes, and a black nose. She was huge - and only six years old. When I close my eyes, I can see her image very clearly... It's like looking at something in front of you, it's hard to remember something so very clearly.

I arrived in an empty clearing. Trees surrounded it, and it seemed lighter here for some reason, and you couldn't see through the gaps in the trees because it was so dark... I held my arms out in front of me, they were all cut up and bleeding, dying my pale skin red. I sighed, it was going to take me weeks before I could find Fang. Already, I missed seeing her pretty blue eyes and grey coat... It was just this morning when I left her for the day. I never imagined tonight would be the night when I was desperately looking for her. I quickly scanned the area with my green/blue eyes, but saw nothing. Maybe she was hidden in the dark areas?

Fang? Fang!? Are you here? It's Kiara!

I felt like an idiot, calling for her. She couldn't say 'I'm over here', could she? I sighed again, a tear rolling down my cheek. I wiped it away. I'm not the type of person to be crying, but I never realized I loved my pet so much. I jumped when I heard a quiet, exhausted howl.

Fang? I asked, my eyes lighting up a bit, Is that you? If it was, try to howl again.

It was silent for a minute, and I felt really let down. Now I was imagining things too... I gasped when I heard the same sound again, and this time, I knew where it had come from. I ran as fast as I could across the clearing and pushed myself through a couple of trees and she was there. My eyes softened, and another tear came, and another... And another. I fell to my knees, resting her big head on my knees, whispering cracked words into her ear. She was all battered, and her fur was all torn and had blood patches all over. I did my best pulling her out through the trees and into the lighter grassy place where I was before. Eventually, we were there, and I was proud that I could lift a heavy wolf through all that. I stood up when I heard a growl that obviously didn't come from Fang. I started seeing lights in the dark... Eyes...

I backed away, pulling two guns out of the bag that was over my shoulder. The growling got louder and about six bigger wolves slid though, circling Fang's injured body. A seventh wolf came through afterwards, bigger than the rest, which was quite frightening. I gulped, blinking, as I lifted the guns to the biggest wolf that was glaring at me. The six other wolves started snarling and walking towards me. I didn't move, but I glared at all of them, and pointed the guns at the two middle wolves, they stopped, but the others came closer. I'm so dead, I thought, as another tear came through, splashing down on the ground.

That's when I started backing away, my pace quickening until I found myself running, remembering the route back here when the rest of these guys left. One of the smaller wolves jumped on my back and I fell to the ground on my front. I tried my best to turn around and shoot it, but the bullet hit one of the wolves behind. The small wolf jumped off me, and I started getting up, but a male shoved me and I rolled onto my back. It pinned me down and bit my left wrist. I screamed in pain, wishing someone was here with me to help. Nobody would be here though at night, apart from maybe Keith, but I hadn't seen him since the dance, and I don't think he'd dare to help with these vicious beasts around anyway. With my right hand I slapped the wolf on its nose as hard as I could, and it pulled back, tearing the skin away from my wrist. It was bleeding badly, and it was very painful. The male knocked the gun out of my left hand, as the small female took the other gun away.

Help!! Someone please help!!! I screamed as loud as I could, not expecting anyone to hear me.

All I could now was suffer, and wait for death to come and take me away.

[leonhardt jones]

i feel it deep within

it's just beneath the skin

i must confess that i feel like a monster !

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he was alone, in the night, on patrol. he had offered to go patrol the grounds of the school for another teacher, who had fallen ill due to fever. so far, there was nothing. absolutely nothing going on. he had seen a few students out and about, but they seemed fine, and they didn't seem to be doing anything bad. well, they probably were but this teacher was quite cool. slowly, he stood up straight, now outside the midnight forest. dare he go in? not many students actually went there at night. actually, none went in there on a deathly dark night like this. there were a few legends of this forest, and this brown haired teacher knew it. he knew all sorts of things, due to once being a researcher and a field agent in the MI6... and he knew quite a lot of local knowledge in sonnisle, as well as england and wales. he wasn't too familiar with scotland and ireland. yet.

mr leonhardt jones sighed as he lifted up a hand and adjusted the black tie around his neck. he always, well, usually wore a suit. today he wore a deep red shirt (apparently red was his colour), a black tie, as well as a deep gray waist coat under his suit jacket. he wore extremely dark grey trousers, and for his shoes - just plain boring black shoes. the secretary blinked slowly, about to turn away and head back from the forest when he heard a howl. it was a wolf howl, but it was sort of wavering, and quiet, and sort of... quiet. leon fixed his eyes on gloomy shadows of the forest, staying still, listening intently. he heard nothing, not yet. about four minutes had passed, according to mr jones' watch, before he heard a loud, pained scream, and then he realised that someone was in the forest, probably being attacked by the wolves of legend that lived there.

he ran into the forest, quickly slipping his handgun from the holster clipped on his belt. his run was quiet, he made barely a sound, for he had been trained to do spy work for a while, and how to use a gun. leon kept his gun up, hearing growling, and sobbing, and whimpering. his blue eyes widened when he heard a loud scream, something along the lines of "help!! someone please help!!!" whoever was calling for help were starting to get distressed.

leonhardt slowed down in the forest, in the shadows. he stared into the clearing, and he saw several huge wolves attacking someone... female? the teacher stayed still, staring at the wolves as one of the wolves threw a gun at a tree to get it out of range from the girl. leon narrowed his eyes, trying not to breathe loudly. he cocked his gun, pointing it towards the wolves, wondering why they hadn't caught his scent yet. then he realised. they were either intent on their 'prey', or he was downwind, maybe both. mr jones winced, feeling a shake come to his hands as he took aim at the wolves. i don't want to shoot them... he thought to himself, staring in fear and shock. then suddenly something inside him forced him to raise his gun in the air and pull the trigger three times.

immediately the wolves had stopped, staring at the shot area. the brown haired teacher breathed out softly, slowly pulling on the trigger and fired one last shot into the air, the bullet landing several metres behind him.

the wolves ran. all except one, the biggest, the pack leader. the blue eyed man stared for a moment, watching as it stirred and went towards the other person. the ex-agent stared even more, taking in his surroundings. midnight forest, definitely. a female student, a huge wolf that looked rather hungry, and he could just about see a gloomy shape in the darkness coming towards them, limping, before it collapsed on the ground, still unseeable. then, leonhardt turned his gaze back to the huge wolf, his eyes hardening as it suddenly lashed out with its paw at the other person...

BANG!

he fired, the bullet hitting the wolf's paw. the english teacher quickly fired another shot at the shoulder of the animal, hoping it wouldn't kill the animal and just scare it off. it seemed to work, as it let out a loud whine and growl before it limped away. leonhardt stayed completely still, shaking even more. oh god, he felt so wrong. so very wrong. as if he shouldn't be here...

his thoughts cut off when he noticed the human on the ground, bleeding. a lot. he quickly swept towards her, crouching by her. he frowned, gently shaking her by the shoulders. "kiara cherrystone." he realised who this was when he went closer to her. the girl who loved adventure and lived out in this forest, in a cave with a wolf. they had met a few times, but leonhardt had never had the privilege of teaching this student. he shook her again a bit, eyes widening a little. "it's mr jones, leon.. kiara, are you alright? kiara?" well of course she wasn't alright... part of the skin on her arm had been torn off, and she had loads of cuts on her body, and was bleeding a lot. luckily the blood flow had slowed a little... well, a lot, it seemed. leonhardt blinked as he waited for an answer from the girl, hoping that she was strong enough to speak. and as he waited, patiently, he never noticed the siberian husky like wolf get up and limp extremely slowly towards them.

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NOTES} if this post is confusing, just ask me. xD i swear it was confusing for me...

[kiara cherrystone]

Everything seemed hopeless now, I didn't know what to do apart from lash out at the wolves with my hands and feet. I wasn't a weak girl, I could live for a short while with these wolves, but if nobody came soon, I would be a blurred memory to everyone who knew me. I looked past the snapping beast that was holding me down and into the sky. I stared at the stars, thinking, 'I've had a good life... Mum, Dad... I'll see you up there'. Yeah, my parents were dead. I had no family who cared about me, I had no siblings. The only thing I had was my friends and Fang... Fang!? Is she still okay? I threw myself back into action, pushing the wolf away by it's throat and kicking its stomach wildly, but it didn't move, it yelped a couple of times but stayed in place, raking my face with sharp claws.

Get of me, you stupid thing! I hissed, trying to push it again.

I knew that if this wolf was human, it would be laughing. I could see it in its eyes. At this point, I was finding it hard to breathe under the male's weight. I gasped when I heard a gun being shot, I didn't dare move. Who the hell was here? I closed my eyes, now feeling very tired, and when I reopened them, the wolves had fled apart from the biggest. I heard another shot, and the last one left. Leaving me alone with Fang, and someone else. I closed my eyes again, breathing quickly, and feeling the bite and the scratch across my face a lot more than I did before. I sighed, peeking at my red wrist. If I had a choice for pain, I wouldn't choose a wolf attack. It was the worst thing that could happen to anyone. It was almost unbearable.

The next thing I knew, someone was shaking me by the shoulders, saying things to me, but I couldn't concentrate on anything else but the attack. I turned away from my arm and looked up at the person. It was a man, I think he was a teacher, I couldn't really tell at the moment, but then I heard a name. 'Mr Jones'. Oh yeah, I know him. He was an english teacher - but I never had him. He should be happy that he didn't teach me. I didn't seem to do very well in anything apart from music and some topics in P.E. He asked me if I was OK - oh I was fiiine. Not! How would he feel if 7 wolves came after him? I didn't bother answering, and then I remembered Fang again. The leading wolf didn't finish her off, did it!?

I sat up quickly, and blood rushed to my head, making my eyesight go all weird.

Fang!? I called, freaking out again at the thought of her being dead.

I looked out, trying to figure out the shapes around me, I could see a big lump in the distance. That was her, I knew it. I said her name again, not finding the strength to stand up, so I got onto my hands and knees... Bad idea. I felt the pain in my wrist again and I hissed 'shit' under my breath before collapsing and leading on my right hand and left elbow. I looked back at the teacher, and I realized that I just lost the fight. I glared back at my wrist. I'd never lost a fight before, and it really got me down.

Ouch. I said flatly, glaring at Mr Jones.

[leonhardt jones]

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he could see that kiara looked a bit pissed, as if saying "does it look like i'm alright?!" mr jones narrowed his eyes a little, pulling away from the student just as she suddenly sat up, really quickly. he almost grabbed her by the shoulders to push her down a little, knowing that it wouldn't be good for her, but he restrained himself. it was her fault for sitting up like that, really... he blinked slowly, standing up when kiara called something along the lines of "fang". what was fang? no, probably who was fang? it sounded like a name. leonhardt frowned a little, watching as the sixteen year old got to her hands and knees, before suddenly collapsing on the ground again. he sighed. she seemed rather determined and not caring about herself. and not thinking either.

leon felt a cold glare on him, and he raised an eyebrow. "you need to go to the hospital wing, kiara. i'll have to help you get over there, obviously," he stopped, staying still before sighing, "what- i mean, who is 'fang'?" leonhardt blinked slowly, tilting his head as he slid his gun back into his holster, finally, though keeping his body tensed, just in case they were attacked again. those wolves could be braver now, and they could be lurking around in the shadows, waiting for their guards to be let down... hopefully they'd ran. far away.

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NOTES} sorry it's a bit short.

[kiara cherrystone]

My sight was returning now, and I could just about see that Fang was okay. For a few seconds, there was a deadly silence, and then a bird flew out of a tree, screeching. I jumped and pressed myself lower to the ground. The whole thing had torn me up inside, hadn't it? I felt really nervous. I was frightened that the wolves would come back for more. But maybe not tonight, or tomorrow, or next week, but at some point... They could trace my scent back to the cave, remembering the way and then coming for me when I wasn't expecting it. The english teacher sighed, tearing me away from my terrifying thoughts. I wasn't glaring any more. I probably looked very worried. I then sighed too, and he told me I had to go to the hospital in school.

No. Firstly, I detest hospitals. Second, I detest school. It would probably lead to me commiting suicide somehow. I shook my head, not knowing what to say next. Maybe tonight I shouldn't stay in the forest... I could stay up all night in the city somewhere, but what would I do with Fang? Bad idea... I kept trying to think up ideas, but nothing came to me. I didn't know what to do anymore. In some ways I wished I'd never come looking for Fang, but then in some other ways I was glad to know she was safe... For now.

No. No - you can't take me into into the hospital, I won't let you take me. I can't leave Fang - who happens to be my pet wolf. I paused, taking in a deep breath, She's the only reason I'm here, anyway...

I shrugged and sat up properly, staring down at my arms. Mr Jones probably wouldn't believe that I had a wolf for a pet. It's partly the reason why I keep it quiet - she was also my secret weapon in a way, so people should back off and remember not to mess with me.

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short-ish

[leonhardt jones]

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leonhardt sighed. this was going to be hard... the male teacher stayed still, seeing that kiara's hard glare had turned to a worried gaze. the english teacher shifted his feet, waiting for a moment for an answer, almost about to repeat his questions, before the junior had answered. he frowned. she was being really stubborn... the student needed to go into the hospital. leon only had a certain amount of knowledge on how to treat wounds, and he probably wouldn't be able to deal with kiara's. he raised an eyebrow when the regular had said that this 'fang' was her pet wolf and that she was the only reason that she, kiara, was here. the male teacher almost flinched.

"kiara kiara kiara..." the ex-mi6 agent shook his head a bit as he turned away, biting his tongue in thought. "if... you're thinking of suicide, then i will be extremely disappointed," pause. leon didn't know where he was going with this, "if... you're thinking of suicide, and there's just a single glimmer of hope in your life, even if it's tiny, you should continue on and try to grab it... i can sort of see you as someone famous, living a... mildly happy life," the secretary let out a deep breath at the end. he felt as if he didn't say the right words, but he hoped that kiara would understand what he was trying to say and... not kill herself.

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NOTES} cid's theme from final fantasy vii is very inspirational. (:

[kiara cherrystone]

I listened carefully as he spoke, so what if I was thinking suicide, nobody would care, nobody would notice. I had absolutely nothing to live for. My parents were gone, I had no family who liked me, or even cared about me. I had no friends who would be bothered if I died. I don't have a boyfriend, I don't have a house. I'm not smart, I won't get a good job when I'm older so... What do I live for? Nothing. I'm a waste of space. The world turned it's back on me before I was even born. It would be better if people like me disappeared. My life is just a big mistake, I shouldn't be here. What was my Mum and Dad thinking?! I thought about what I could do for a minute, and then I noticed one of my guns nearby. I crawled towards it, smiling, reliving all the horrible moments I ever had... My whole life. I won't even go to heaven if it exists, I'll end up in hell. Whatever - anywhere but here.

I grabbed the gun as I got close to it and held it against my head. This wasn't going to be pretty. It was going to be very painful, and then it will all be over when all my senses shut off, and my spirit leaves my body. Hey, how about scaring the shit out of someone by haunting them? That'll be fun. Very, very fun. I was looking forward to it... But I was crying for some reason. Why?

Look, I've got absolutely nothing to live for. I'm a complete waste of space. I'm just a lonely, broken-hearted sixteen year old with a wolf as a pet and no friends. I sighed, resting my finger on the trigger, There's nothing I can think of that'll stop me from shooting myself.

[leonhardt jones]

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the secretary suddenly twitched, hearing movement on the ground, and he turned back to kiara to see her crawling across the dirt floor, and he tensed. what was she doing? leon's eyes narrowed when he saw that she had just grabbed her gun and sat up a bit, holding the gun to her temple. the english teacher tensed even more so, but stayed so still that it looked like he was relaxed. leonhardt blinked a few times, almost about to shout at kiara before seeing salty water droplets running down her cheeks, and she looked rather confused about that.

look, i've got absolutely nothing to live for. i'm a complete waste of space. i'm just a lonely, broken-hearted sixteen year old with a wolf as a pet and no friends. there's nothing i can think of that'll stop me from shooting myself.

the ex-MI6 agent suddenly leapt forward, just noticing that kiara had her finger on the trigger of the gun. he snatched the gun from the black haired girl's hands, accidently angling the barrel to his shoulder and pulling the trigger. leon expected pain when he half toppled over to the ground behind kiara, but there was none.

he grunted softly as he sat up a few metres behind kiara. how did he end up this far behind her? leon then realised that he had ran forward a little quicker and as he grabbed the gun and twisted around he had steped back a few steps before falling backwards, the gun's barrel on his shoulder. the english teacher pulled the gun from his shoulder, staring at it for a moment before realising that he hadn't felt pain because there was no ammo. luck was on his side... he didn't want to see another dead body of a promising young teenager.

"luck's on my side tonight, kiara..." he whispered, slowly standing up and keeping kiara's gun in his hand. "kiara, you are not a complete waste of space. nothing living is a waste of space, in my eyes," the english teacher glanced down before shrugging to himself and walking back over to where he was standing, dropping the black haired teen's gun beside her. "you may be suited for... adventure. missions... which means, i think you'd do well in an intelligence agency... but only if you like adventure," a small smile had made its way onto leonhardt's face. "the MI6 changed how my life and how i saw it. it made me feel more useful. kiara, dammit, don't go commit suicide... if you're going to die -" leon let out a small choking sound, "- then do it for someone else, or something else... i'd prefer it if you sacrificed yourself for the good of someone else, or get killed by someone else, rather than commiting suicide... that is all."

leonhardt had a single tear running down his cheek. talking about death... it made him think of lydia blackfern.

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NOTES} ... lydiaaaa. xD

[kiara cherrystone]

I didn't realize at first until I heard a loud bang. The teacher leaped forwards, snatching the gun and rolling over on the ground. Oh my God! Did he just get shot?! Oh my God, what am I doing? I panicked for a few seconds and then realized him getting up, I breathed a sigh of relief, but my hands were still shaking and my eyes were wide. It would have been totally embarrassing if I'd have shot and there was nothing in there... He started talking to me, again, saying nothing was a waste of space in his eyes... But... What about those who don't deserve to live? Murderers, criminals..? Maybe Mr Jones liked to give chances to everyone. I admit it, I steal things all the time, but I'm a poor little girl who never has any money... How could I survive if I didn't steal things, eh?

Then he said 'you may be suited for... adventure. missions... which means, i think you'd do well in an intelligence agency... but only if you like adventure'. I liked adventure... Yes, and the idea of missions made me tingle inside. But... I don't know, I tend to do very stupid things, like just then... I don't ever think about things, I just do it. Well, most of the time anyway. Then the man kinda begged me not to commit suicide, and my heart froze. 'Someone'. I knew that someone who I wanted to live for... But what's the point? He'll never like me, he's more gay than he is straight! Not that I'm bothered that he's 75% gay, I'm just bothered that I'll never get what I want... I could never tell him he was the only reason I wanted to survive. It'd be... Weird.

I don't want to kill myself, I began, wondering if this was going to make any sense at all, It's just that... If I did live for someone, they'd never love me back, and I just know now that I'll never change my mind and love someone else...

This was quite... Soppy. Not me at all. I must be very shaken for all this to happen... I'm so stupid.

... But then there's my life as well.

[/color] I sighed, wiping my tears away, I have no home, and I have to steal things in order to survive. I don't want to do all these things, but I have to. I've looked for jobs and things, but nobody will employ me because of how I look and how I act...

I knew I shouldn't be saying this really, but it felt great to get it off my chest. I didn't know how to finish this all off, so I just decided to say:

I don't know who I am any more.[/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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aww... xDD

[leonhardt jones]

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don't want to kill herself? that doesn't make sense... well, i can sort of see... what she means... leon thought to himself, quickly lifting a hand up and wiping that single drop of salty liquid from his cheek, still facing away from the student.wouldn't love her back...? is she sure about that? a pause in his thoughts, then, she should live to protect earth... so many strange things going on that the all the intelligence forces keep secret... the english teacher felt a slight twinge in his shoulder.

"i have no home, and i have to steal things in order to survive. i don't want to do all these things, but i have to. i've looked for jobs and things, but nobody will employ me because of how i look and how i act..."

oh my... i never knew this about her... that's so... disgusting of humankind... silence for a moment, i'll help her, i'll try to help everyone, for lydia... mr jones closed his eyes, not speaking, waiting for a moment incase the black haired female wanted to say anymore. she did, but it was just one, simple sentence. leonhardt almost smiled - he knew of a way that may help kiara cherrystone...

he turned around slowly, eyes open again, watching the junior carefully. "if you don't know who you are, why not create a new person, change yourself ever so slightly, and... then know who you are," then he stayed silent for thirty seconds, more or less.

"i'm here if you need help, kiara. i promise. i want to help people even more because of your story..."

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NOTES} amo il cereale.

[kiara cherrystone]

He turned away from me as I spoke, obviously lost in thought. He wiped a tear away - was I bringing back some sort of painful memory? Psh, I am a painful memory... Or I should be anyway... Stop it! I thought, almost saying it out loud, You said you didn't want to kill yourself, so just stop thinking it!

[/color][/i] As much as I tried, the words kept repeating themselves over and over. Sometimes I wished these voices weren't in my head, so I could cover my ears or just run away. But the voices are in my head, so I can't escape them unless my mind is set on something else. At the moment, there wasn't anything else to set my mind on, so I'd just have to stay strong and deal with it until something exciting, scary or weird happens.

The weird silence continued so I looked around the area, at the sky, the trees, the grass, Fang... She looked bad. Really bad. I don't know, it's just making me nervous seeing her so lifeless and hurt. I didn't like it. At all. Then I looked back at the teacher who was turning around to face me again. He started helping me out by telling me to change who I am, and then know myself. I thought for a minute. I didn't want to change myself, even though I was completely lost. There were some things that I wanted to change like the stealing thing, but other than that there was no way I wanted to change... People never get used to those who's personality has changed... And it would be quite annoying for people to look at me like 'what is she doing with her life?'

Even the freaking gossip girl said I was trying to fit in a little bit too hard. If I don't try at all, then how can I be trying too hard? Stupid girl, I don't even know who she is but I still hate her for everything she's said...

Then I heard the teacher say, 'I'm here if you need help, Kiara. I promise. I want to help people even more because of your story...'

Woah, was I really THAT BAD? How many times had I thought that recently? Too many times, I can tell you that now.

Thanks. I said quietly, pausing a second, How could I change, though? It's not easy for me to go all weird like that.

I shivered, noticing how cold the air was tonight. Maybe it just got colder? Eh, I don't know, but I just need to go somewhere before I freeze to death. Not the hospital wing though...

... Anywhere but that horrid place.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/font]

[leonhardt jones]

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she had said something. leon blinked slowly, before sighing, thinking for a moment with his steel blue gaze on the floor. how could the junior change? he frowned a bit, before looking up. "pe- how about i give you some money...? i have quite a bit left over from working in the MI6... and i suggest you get a dormitory. i assume you sleep out here..." the english teacher blinked slowly before remembering the black haired girl's pet wolf, fang. "i'm sure you could keep fang as a pet... just say that... she? is a cross between a siberian husky and a wolf, but she's rather tame." he was being kind, and leon felt rather strange about that... but it was a good sort of strange.

"you have to get somewhere. i reckon you might die out here in the cold... what do you say about the dormitory idea?" the secretary tilted his head a bit, questioning the female with a dull look in his eyes.

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NOTES} sorry it's a bit short. i didn't know what to put. xD

[kiara cherrystone]

... Give me some money? I can't take money from a teacher like that! So I'm suffering a little bit out here, but I can't take money away from him, that's money that he earned, not me. I stared at him blankly for a minute, what could I say? I wasn't going to take his money, but I didn't want to sound ungrateful either. This was going to be hard.

It's nice of you for offering but I won't take money from someone like that... Pause, You earned that money, not me.

Then he told me I should get a dorm, that's when it got a little bit worse for me. I didn't want to live in school, it was partly the reason I stayed out here. The other two reasons were that I had Fang for a pet, and I loved living outside; it's where I can be free, go wherever I want, do whatever I want, be as loud as I want. ... And then attack people from behind while they're walking through the woods at night. I don't hurt them, but it's funny to see the look on their faces... Heheh.

A dorm..? I don't know, I like my life out here... I bit my lip, thinking, And don't you think that people would notice that she, I flicked my eyes over to Fang, Is a little bit... Big?

He then started talking again, saying that I might die out here in the cold. I had to smile, there was something he didn't know.

I doubt that... I've survived two winters here in Sonnisle, and now I'm on my third. Anyway, wasn't the coldest winter ever recorded in Sonnisle like... Last year? Or it was one of them anyway, I definately remember something about it.

I probably could survive out here my whole life... It'd been two years so far, and now this was my third year. It's quite easy really, you just have to get used to it...

[leonhardt jones]

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leon felt a blank stare on him from the black haired girl, and he raised an eyebrow, watching her carefully. the secretary sighed when she answered to the part about money. well, you couldn't make someone do something, but you could give ideas, and the ex-MI6 agent had a small idea that kiara could take if she wanted to. he stayed silent, waiting for an answer, before shrugging a bit. sure, fang was probably a bit big, but kiara could just say she, fang, inherited the height of the wolf side of her family...

last year was the coldest winter recorded in sonnisle, but... well... "this year the temperature is, and will be, much colder, and the coldness is most likely to last until the middle of february before sonnisle warms up again." the teacher shrugged to himself, before he turned around, facing away from kiara. "how about... i put you up for recommendation to the MI6, and say that you would like to be a field agent... you don't need much to be a field agent. just some muscle, intelligence, and high stamina, i suppose," small smile.

"i can easily put you into the MI6 as a field agent, and i can easily give you permission to be off school for a mission... and you will get paid," the english teacher blinked before turning around to kiara, "do you like that idea or not? and i'm not going to force you to get a dormitory, nor will i give you my money. if you take that idea, you'll have a better life, and some money, but if you don't, then you still won't know who you are. consider it for a moment, miss cherrystone," another small smile.

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NOTES} i had muse for this post!! x]