Oh The DRAMA [FINISHED!]

[kelly latche]

Kelly Jayne Latche

Just a second,
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
A drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me,
You knew that I was free.
And now you won't stop calling me;
I'm kinda busy.

I walked into the room - late, again. Hey, it's not my fault I like to have a good time at night. I'm not going to just sit in my house all night feeling sorry for myself, wondering why I ever became a teacher. That's right, I hate my job. I just want to be hanging out with my friends, clubbing on a night, being some famous girl with her face posted all over the internet... People wanting my autograph, freaking out every time I stepped out... I'd love to live like that. But instead I'm here, teaching some kids how to act. Nice guess, yeah, I'm a drama teacher. You don't exactly have to be smart for that, do you? I was just glad that I didn't have to mark papers and homework all evening. I just had to evaluate people's work, which is good - for me.

I sighed and dumped my bag on a spare table. I stood in front of it, putting my hands on my hips and sweeping my eyes over the students. They looked like juniors. 15 or 16? Meh, it could have been better but you know what it's like. You never ever get what you want. I blinked and started walking towards their mini-circle in the middle of the room (with my hands still on my hips). When I reached my place I made a full turn in the middle just to see who I was dealing with. Hmph, fine, I suppose. Then it came to me, what if they called me Miss Latche?! No way. No. They will not call me 'Miss Latche' I hate that! Well, I might as well let them know before I completely go off on one before I even get to know 'em.

Well then... I guess I'm your new drama teacher. I shrugged lightly, Before we start there's just a couple of things you should know. First off, I hate being called Miss Latche, so call me Kelly, okay? Second, I am not the normal kind of teacher. I don't mind noise... Actually, I prefer noise to silence, apart from when I'm speaking. You should remain quiet then. And uhm... Don't act like I'm your teacher, just act as if we're friends or neighbours.

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I didn't bother checking, but I bet they were all whispering to each other and giggling at my strange teacher-like personality. How old did I think these guys were, again? 16? Oh, so they were still too young to drink alcohol. I feel sorry for them. They haven't lived before they've tasted the stuff. Thinking of drinks made me thirsty. I ran across the room and took out a bottle from my bag. I kept my back to the class and took a quick swig before screwing on the top and returning to my original position. They didn't know that I'd just had some Smirnoff Ice. It's one of my favourites. It's very tasty.

Sorry about that. I apologized quickly.

I was wearing a blue one shoulder top and some black leggings. On my feet were some small flat black shoes. I had some eye make up on and that was just about it. I wasn't going to make an effort for work. As long as I can move, that's okay, right?

I closed my eyes and spun around again, when I opened my eyes I pointed at the person in front of me.

Tell me the main thing about miming. I said flatly.[/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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YES YES YES!! I'VE ALMOST GOT IT WITH RPING NOW!! xDD

[keith gray]

so what if you can see

the darkest side of me

no one will ever change this animal i have become !

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keith leaned against the wall of the classroom, eyebrow raised and watching the other juniors talk while getting into a small circle. he blinked slowly, lowering his eyebrow as he tapped his fingers against the wall, ready to get up and walk to his place in the circle when the teacher came in. he sort of wondered what he or she was like. wasn't it a she? miss latche? doesn't sound like a surname he would use. he'd probably just make the students use his first name, 'keith', if he had a surname like 'latche' and he was their teacher.

the blonde was dressed in a dark brown tshirt with a black, long, synthetic leather jacket over it, but not zipped. the jacket reached between half way up and quarter of the way down his thigh. his trousers were simple greyish blue, more grey, jeans, and he had a black belt. around his neck, as normal, he wore his silver chain necklace, and hidden under the sleeve of his left arm keith wore a a simple black, leather looking band, that was quite wide. for his shoes, what did he wear? for once, the jock wasn't wearing his usual flat soled boots. but he still wore boots. he now wore black synthetic leather/vinyl boots, with a three centimetre heel. well, three centimetres at the back... you couldn't really see the boots well due to his jeans over his boots, but they came up to just below his knees, with a buckle at the top.

when someone, the teacher, suddenly walked into the classroom, keith almost jumped, clicking the heel of his boots against the wall. he narrowed his eyes, quickly moving to his place in the small circle as he watched the teacher, miss latche, walk to the centre of the circle. she circled around, and as she did so keith rested himself on his left leg, crossing his arms (his right leg was slightly near his left, and bent a bit). he blinked slowly, listening to the teacher with eyebrow raised. kelly? that was fine with keith. completely fine. it'd be annoying to say 'miss latche' everytime.

he sighed, half closing his eyes in boredom. when he reopened them after a moment, he noticed that kelly had her back turned to the class, probably drinking something. the jock blinked slowly, suddenly having the thought that he was going to be picked for something. was he? keith blinked as the female teacher apologized to them quickly before closing her eyes and spinning around, stopping and then pointed at the first person in front of her.

keith so fucking knew it.

"tell me the main thing about miming."

quite blunt... the blonde haired male felt eyes on him as he pursed his lips a little, trying not to smile before he answered. "while miming, you shouldn't speak. you must act out a story through body motions without the use of speech," he raised an eyebrow at kelly latche, and he felt the eyes of the other students move off him, perhaps going back to looking at the drama teacher or watching eachother while they whispered behind the teacher's back.

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WORDS} five hundred and thirty
NOTES} loll the answer should be right. -had to use wikipedia due to be lazy and unwilling to dig through memory of drama lessons on miming- actually i dunno if it was miming we did. -fails-
also, about keith's close. loll... music video for pain by three days grace, anyone? the only thing i really really changed were adam's converses (are they converses, i wonder... xD) to keith's HEELED boots. oh ja. xD

[kiara cherrystone]

Kiara Louise Cherrystone

you are my heaven on earth
you are my last, my first
and then i hear this voice inside...

I glared out of the window at the rain clouds that were gathering above school. We're back again now, working, our break is over. First lesson; drama. Not hard, but you do need to have a heart for it... I didn't have a heart for drama, so that just made it a whole lot worse. I just wanted to be out in the forest... Wait, no, did I? Ugh, well, anywhere but school. I guess you're wondering why I'm trying to stay away from the Midnight forest? A few nights ago, I was going back to the cave to meet Fang, like I usually do, just to find she wasn't there. I won't bore you with the whole things, but it took forever to find her. When I did find her, I ended up getting attacked by a lot of larger, vicious wolves.

And that left me with I scratched face, a red left arm, a torn up wrist, and a bite mark. Wonderful, I bet people will really like that won't they? Ooh, look at that goth over there, self harming again, just look at her she's awful! That's what everyone's thinking. I sighed. I didn't mind being called a goth, because that's who I am. It's the self harming thing that gets to me. I don't do that. I'm not that type of goth. I'm just... Different, that's all. There's all those other people who just don't listen though. It's really annoying.

I kept staring out of the window with a bored look on my face. I hope something happens soon... I thought, tapping quietly on the wall.

Suddenly, a bird flew into the window, which made me jump back in surprise. Well that was weird. It started sliding down the window, while I just looked at it with a now horrified expression. It landed on the bricks before beginning to fly away again, which was a big mistake. It went crashing to the ground, obviously now, it would be dead... Oh crap, seniors were walking towards it...

I didn't want to see what would happen to the poor thing next, so I backed away from the window, and joined the circle as our teacher entered the class. I made sure I was in my own little space, because people didn't like standing next to me... I wonder why? Hmph. Even now I was in my own space, people were still shuffling as far away as possible. It killed my inside, but on the outside, I looked to be ignoring it. I heard whispers and giggles, not sure if it was me or the teacher they were laughing at, so I just stayed silent. The teacher introduced herself, but I couldn't concentrate. The only part I caught was 'call me Kelly'. This teacher was OK, I suppose...

I stopped thinking when I heard a familiar voice. A voice I could listen to night and day with out getting bored of it. A sexy, beautiful voice...

The sexy, beautiful voice of Keith Gray.

I looked at him as he spoke, but I didn't smile like I usually would have. I actually felt as if I wanted to cry. I didn't know why... It's strange. Out of all the people in this class... He'd probably be the only one to stick up for me.

I decided to look down, before he saw the frightening claw marks on my face. I put my left arm behind my back, and stared at the floor. Then, out of the corner of my eye I saw people going even further away. Was I really that bad?

The option of suicide jumped to my mind. Nobody would care. Nobody would notice...

But then as Keith finished speaking I realized how bad that would be not to be able to see him again.

... I realized that he was the only reason I wanted to stay alive.

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aww, poor kiara. xD

[kelly latche]

I listened to the boy as he answered. He seemed quite cocky... Sometimes it helps to be cocky in drama. Yep. He was right, you shouldn't speak whilst miming, and yep, you should act out the story through body motions. I nodded to him, and told him he was correct before turning away and seeing two people stop whispering when I looked at them. I rolled my eyes and thought 'stupid people' before trying to think of the next question. Why did I ever want to teach? I must have been so stupid when I decided to come here. Maybe I still wasn't over my Mum's death - maybe I was doing this for her. She always wanted me to do something good with my life. Hopefully, this is what she meant. I'm not doing this for nothing.

I felt a wave of grief washing over me, so I closed my eyes to stop myself from crying. Mood swing number one. Sometimes I had quite heavy mood swings, but this one was only quite small. Thank God. Imagine me bursting into tears in front of the whole class. Embarrassing or what?! I pulled myself together before deciding to speak to another student. A girl with black hair and pale skin. She was looking down at the floor. It was quite obvious she was hiding something. I noticed people were trying to get as far away as possible from her. I decided not to say anything to them. She didn't look like a soft girl, so she could handle it. I decided not to say anything to her, she didn't look as if she was in the mood to talk so... Forget it.

The performance of pantomime originates at its earliest in Ancient Greece; the name is taken from a single masked dancer called Pantomimus, although performances were not necessarily silent... I stopped when I heard a bang on the door, people laughing and running away. I sighed. I wasn't old, so I could easily catch up to them, One minute guys.

I skipped over to the door, opened it and ran after the guys who knocked. One of them tripped and fell, so the others stopped. Now they'll wish they'd never been born. I thought with a glare.

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buying you some time. xDD

[keith gray]

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as soon as he had finished speaking the answer, keith's eyes flickered to the other side of the room, and he saw kiara cherrystone. one of his friends. he blinked slowly, remembering that she was a junior as well, and he smiled ever so slightly at her, half ignoring at kelly as she told him his answer was correct. then, the jock fixed his eyes on the new drama teacher as she turned around, almost silencing two students whispering to eachother. the blonde let a small smirk slip onto his face as he shifted his feet, making sure he didn't accidently click the heels of his boots together. he didn't want people looking at him weirdly, now did he? well, even more weirdly.

he sighed softly, waiting, relaxing the majority of his body as he watched the class, waiting for something to happen. then, he heard the black haired adult start speaking information, and keith raised an eyebrow as he listened, not really caring. he could always look it up on wikipedia later, couldn't he? ah, good ol' wikipedia. the jock's body tensed when he heard a loud bang on the classroom door, and he turned his head to look over at it. he could hear laughter, and the faint sound of people running.

"one minute guys."

keith frowned, wondering what kelly was going to do to those students as she went over to the door and ran out. as soon as she closed the door behind her, keith heard the students start talking amongst themselves and even shift places in the circle. he too switched places. keith went over towards the gothic regular who was his friend, and stood beside her, dropping his arms to the side. "hello, kiara. something the matter?" he asked, looking at her face though his eyes kept flicking back to the classroom door, just in case kelly suddenly walked back in and he had to be silent.

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NOTES} amo il formaggio.

[kiara cherrystone]

I didn't watch the teacher, but I heard her saying 'one minute' and a door opening and closing. Great, this could be my time to either jump out of the window or exit normally through the door. Everyone was talking now, so they probably wouldn't notice me leaving, but as soon as I was ready, a familiar voice came at the side of me. Oh yeah, Keith would be the one to ask if I was alright, wouldn't he? I sighed, scrapping the whole plan to ditch the lesson. I was about to say something but then I hesitated. I didn't want to lie to him, but didn't want to tell him the truth either. Then don't speak. A voice whispered inside my head. Eh... How? I relaxed, realizing what the voice meant. I had to just show him my face, and then hopefully, he could guess what happened. I got attacked by six hungry wolves.

He'd better not guess that I got rescued by a teacher. Mr Jones should have been somewhere else. I'd rather die than be rescued, but here I was... I kinda lost. I was going to shoot the wolves but they knocked me down, and then I got pinned down by the biggest wolf and the others took the guns away! I never realized they were that smart, but apparently, they were. As well as my face killing and my arm stinging, my back was aching too because of the weight the wolf put on me when I started running. I made a huge mistake... I haven't been back to my 'home' in days. I'm exhausted because of the lack of sleep. I never feel well because I get rained on every night, and to top it all off, I have to take care of Fang because she got shredded too during the attack. She was the reason I was like this, kind of, but I blamed the other wolves mostly.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes before turning my face to look at Keith. Four light red lines across my left eye and lips. It was really painful, nobody understands. They just think it's 'self harm', the idiots. I looked up at the ceiling, eyes glittering with tears. Don't cry now! I told myself, biting my lip. I wasn't the sort of person to cry...

You don't know how much it hurts. I whispered, voice shaking.

[keith gray]

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she didn't speak when he asked her the question, eyes still fixed on her face, or rather, what he could see of her face. two minutes seemed to have passed, and the jock stayed completely still, waiting for an answer. he literally had all lesson to wait for one. he couldn't do second period, because, well, that was a free period and he was going to spend it doing more homework and studying for an upcoming maths test... hurrah.

then he heard a deep breath from the goth, and keith shifted his dark grey blue gaze to the other students, before looking back at kiara. he almost flinched back at the sight of her face.

four lines of pale red across her left eye, and lips, ravaging the beauty keith knew she had in her. he stayed silent, noticing that she looked at the ceiling. he didn't notice her eyes tearing up.

"should i assume that wolves attacked you...?" the jock murmured, keeping his voice quiet so the other pupils in the class wouldn't hear him. it was more than likely, because apparently there were other wolves in the midnight forest, and kiara lived in a cave there. the blonde blinked slowly before sighing. she needs to get the marks checked out... they don't look right... infection...? and how did kiara get out alive, i wonder... the junior felt his nose twitch a bit as he shifted a bit, glancing at the others before back at kiara, waiting for a response from her.

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NOTES} meh.

[kiara cherrystone]

My heart failed for a second when I noticed him almost flinch back, could it really be that bad? I cringed, and then sighed when he guessed correctly. I nodded, letting my shredded arm return to my side, still, I kept my injuries hidden, since they were quite... Nasty. I try to avoid looking at it because it makes me feel sick. It's really, really horrible. I turned slightly to look behind me, people were leaning over to listen to our conversation... Idiots. It was a good job Keith whispered instead of speaking normally. I didn't want anyone else to know. I turned back to face the jock again, stepping a little bit closer so he would be able to hear me without me having to repeat myself over and over until he heard me correctly. I hate it when that happens.

Yes, there were seven of them... I shifted uncomfortably, Fang went missing, so I started searching for her... I found her in this place where I hadn't been before, and she was so torn up... I almost shivered, remembering the state she was in... It must be painful, a lot more painful than my injuries.

So these six wolves came out, and then their 'leader' came last. I was going to shoot them, but they just kept coming so I started running. I could picture this all so clearly, it was like it was happening right now... My heart started beating faster, my voice becoming more high-pitched and stressed, The big one jumped on my back, and I fell. It pinned me down so I could hardly move and it bit my wrist... So I started lashing out at it and it tore most of the skin off. Then it scratched me across the face...

I made it short so I wouldn't bore him. I was trying to stop myself from shaking. The strange thing was I could see Keith in front of me, and then behind him the story kept replaying itself, and it was beginning to frighten me... Very much.

[keith gray]

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when he had flinched back, kiara had dropped her ravaged arm back to her side, and keith's eyes glinted with pity. he kept his eyes on the regular, waiting, eyes completely fixed on the wolf girl's face. then she had stepped towards him, and then keith almost froze. his eyes went slightly glassy, misted, and his eyes looked a bit more wider than normal. however, his eyes returned to normal one minute after that, when the other junior was explaining what happened. fang had been wounded, badly, it seemed from her story, perhaps even more so than kiara.

the jock blinked a few times, feeling a bit light headed. he managed to keep himself from swaying, though, so it was alright... nothing to worry about. yet.

keith's eyes flickered to the side, just as kiara finished telling her story, it seemed. she had probably delibrately shortened it to try and not imagine it happen again, or to not bore him. however, kiara could've made the story drag on for about thirty minutes and keith wouldn't be bored. he was usually patient. because of his erratic personality, he could get extremely short tempered and impatient at times. the blonde noticed that there was a slight quiver to the other girl's body, and she probably didn't feel, or see, the sudden presence that keith almost seemed to sense behind him.

immediately, the fifteen year old's hand was at his jeans' belt, grabbing the knife that was strapped above his right hip. as he grabbed it, the blonde had spun around, seeing someone standing behind him, looking absolutely casual. as keith whipped around, he saw their face. their eyes were pure white, no pupil at all. the eyes were deathly, and their mouth was slightly open, showing part of their menacing teeth... the jock suddenly felt angry, and no absolutely idea who, or what, he was in that moment. just as their face, and those features whipped past in a flash, the blonde felt even more angrier. he immediately plunged the knife into the other junior's stomach, though more to the side, hopefully not damaging any major organs... not that he would care right now...

the student had fallen back, on the floor. there was already red staines on their tshirt, or shirt, that they wore. keith froze, before he just smiled, his eyes glinting with glee.

then horror flooded his eyes, his face turned to a shocked expression. what have i done?! dammit! keith gritted his teeth, holding back the urge to scream. it was so great... the jock needed to get out of the room, quick. he didn't feel in control that much, but he felt his sudden animalistic side withdrawing, leaving him in control again... what's happening to me... the blonde haired junior felt a single tear run down his cheek as he stared at the people gathering around the student he just wounded, perhaps really badly. keith could feel sticky red liquid on his hands now, and he pulled them up to his head, gripping it for a moment, getting blood in his blonde hair...

the jock turned around, and fled out of the classroom, half shoving the weapon he just used back on his belt.

there was no way he was going to go to anymore lessons today...

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NOTES} dundundun. <3 this is keith's exit, btw.

[kiara cherrystone]

Silence. That's all there was. I just stared at the area around Keith watching the images flash by in a blur. I almost screamed when the wolf appeared in the pictures, the things I saw when I was pinned down. It was right in front of my face, teeth bared, eyes flashing... Light but dark at the same time. The excited expression on it's face. Possibly it's first kill. The black midnight sky behind it, stars glittering, the moon glowing. It was all so frighteningly clear to me. I hated every second of it. Then it bit me again and I automatically held my wrist to my heart, clamping my other hand around it. My heart sank as I felt the pain shoot through me, then I remembered hitting it, and it tore back, pulling the skin off my arm. I held my wrist even tighter now and it hurt even more, I closed my eyes, knowing this would last a while. That's when I heard it snarl... Loudly. I jumped violently and put my hands over my ears... Then it faded and everything returned back to normal.

... When I say 'normal' I mean... Weird-normal. Nothing's normal in my life. The first weird-normal thing I noticed were Keith's eyes. Wider. Cloudy... I felt like saying something, but then he returned to his normal self, so I let it drop. Nothing could prepare me for what happened next though. I just blinked once and it all went by in a flash. Keith spun around, holding his knife. I froze, completely speechless. I didn't understand, what's going on?

K-Keith? I whispered, not exactly finding my voice.

Then he went to stab the other junior with the knife, I grabbed his arm as fast as I could to stop him, my heart beating faster than ever before. I was too late though, and he stabbed the defenceless junior in the stomach, I closed my eyes, leaving my hand on his arm for a second before letting it drop again. People were gathering around, some crying, some screaming, some doing both, and then there was the silent, shocked guys. I didn't know how to feel... My friend could be a murderer without him even knowing it. Tears started running down my cheeks, and I breathed in sharply, looking around Keith at the dying person. I jumped when Keith ran out of the classroom. I couldn't stay here any more. No. People were glaring at me as if it was my fault. I wiped my eyes and then calmly started walking to the door. If that guy dies...

Stop it. I told myself. I wasn't the one who stabbed him, so why should I feel bad? Maybe it was because I was too slow to stop Keith... I knew I shouldn't have come here. Maybe I should run away..?

... It's just weird how one drama lesson can turn into a complete tragedy.

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kiara's gone. kelly came back and saw the person, she told the class to go back to their dorms, and apparently, the person survived. xDD