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[verrat]

"RUN!!! IT"S THE FUCKING COPS!!!"

VErrat looked around and saw a shit load of kids take off. The cops were right behind them. This was not good. VErrat grabbed his weed and anybody elses that was around him. He stuffed his pockets with as many pieces and booked it. He ran straight for the school. That seemed to be were everybody else was going to. VErrat saw kid after kid being busted for possesion. Fuck dude. He couldn't be caught again or else he'd be going to jail. He really didn't want that on his record.

Verrat finally got to school and pushed past a kid as he was opening the door sending the kid falling.

"Sorry dude."

VErrat kept running while in the school seeing a couple cops right on his tail. He turned a corner and started to take off his jacket. When it was off he turned another corner and threw it in the trash. I'll get it later. Now to lose those cops.

Verrat turned around and saw a girl going into her locker. Fuck. She is going to hate what i'm about to do VErrat ran up to her hoping to catch her off guard and turned her around a kissed her. The cops went by thinking it was just a couple embracing. When the turned the corner Verrat stopped kissing the girl.

"Hey. Sorry about that. Cops coming and you just happened to be right here."

He would then wait for the slap that was probably going to occur.

[Aunrea J.]

Aunrea had become accustom to moving frequently. But this school was the first school where they let her use a locker! After the porcelain lady in the white dropped her off in front of the PHS # 774 sign, she marveled at the creativity in the name and walked up the front lawn. With a slight dance in her step she explored the hallways and listened to the chatter of kids and shouts of names fly around her. She felt especially special today because she had on her highest socks. They were black and white stipped with red lady bugs. Of course you can't wear your specialest socks without a poufy black skirt covered in buttons and rainbow converse to go with it!

Aunrea pranced around until she saw what she recognized as her locker number. 2302. It was even more marvelous then she imagined! Blue chipping paint with rusted edges, a turn dial with scratches covering the numbers, a little silver pull tab covered in paint were quite inviting. After about 10 minutes of trying to get the combination right through the scratched numbers Aunrea flung open the locker with a smile and took in a deep breath.

Just as she was reaching into her bag to pull out her locker stickers she heard the hard claps of shoes hitting the ground at lightning speed. Mouth still open, Aunrea turned slightly away from her locker door and

BAM!

Something was attached to her face tighter than the giggley gas face hugger from the Sea Of White. It got even stranger when she realized there was a boy attached to the thing touching her lips. As Aunrea thought about what to do in a situation like this she could smell the overwhelming odor of...of something...

It smelled almost like the burning crayons the doctors in the Sea of White would light before they went into a little closed room with the porcelain ladies. Then she would hear shouts and squeals...but this time she didn't hear anything but more clammer of people passing by.

Finally the leach broke from her face and piped out "Hey. Sorry about that. Cops coming and you just happened to be right here."

Aunrea still didn't quite know how to respond to something of that sort but she looked at the boy curiously at first then burst out into a smile as she realized the cops took people to the Sea of White. Just like her! "Are you from the Sea of White too?! I mean..I know there's a lot of people there, but I usually know them all. Especially Mink. I know him. He's my neighbor. He's so silly he's always rocking...and dancing with his face and things!"

Aunrea's hands began to get excited with her voice and were flailing all around as she talked. Out of nowhere she hit her hand on the locker door and it swung towards her face. Because of her quick reflexes she ducked...and then remembered the boy was standing next to her...
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[verrat]

Sea of white. What the hell was that? Well at least she hadn't slapped him. But still what was the sea of white. He had to know. Right as he was about to ask she seemed to flip out and almost nailed her head on the locker door. Okay something was totally wrong here. She had to be on something. He had to figure it out but first he grabbed her hand. Hopefully she didn't pull away.

"Follow me. We need to get out of the open."

He took her past the trash can he threw his jacket and stopped. He quickly moved the lid and grabbed his jacket. Luckily there was nothing in the trash can. He grabbed her again and took her to the fire escape. They would then go up the stairs onto the roof. There he let go and settled down on the bench he had brought up there. He drew out his piece that luckily had his nug still packed. He took and hit and offered. Whether or not she took it he would start to talk.

"Umm.... Sorry about dragging you around. I really couldn't risk getting caught by the cops. I'm not sure quite what you mean by the sea of white? And who is Mink. NEver heard of him. Does he live in the sea of white with you? And when did you get here? I've never seen you before.

Depending if she had the piece or he if he did he would take another drag. It was just what he did. Get used to it.

[Aunrea J.]

OoC: sorry, APs got the best of me. I"M BACK!


"Follow me. We need to get out of the open." The boy grabbed Aunrea's hand and then let it go again ran around the corner. She stood there a second then figured she might as well follow him to see what he was up to. He was digging in a trash can. Aunrea found it odd that he didn't get yelled at for digging in trash cans, but every time she did a person in ungly, harsh, black uniforms would smack her on the arm and take her back to the Sea of White. She also found it odd that he touched her. It made her twitch a little inside. The fighting twitch...not the fluttery twitch.

After a few seconds the boy got his head out of the can and pulled out a black leather jacket with worn out elbows and scuffed metal details. It looked old but lovingly worn. In an instant the boy grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall.

Aunrea was practically running after the boy to keep up, but she ran light and on her toes with a slight skip in her step. The boy and girls going passed her gave her snide looks. A few of the ones in the shorter tight fit skirts, low cut tank tops that showed the top of their bras, and not so comfy looking heels, bent over towards each other and whipered things and laughed. Then they looked up at her again and laughed. Aunrea wasn't so sure what was funny but she laughed a little too.

The boy kept on moving and eventually went through a door that said "No student access" with a picture of a little red man going up some little red stairs. Seeing as it was her first day and she hadn't yet gone to a class, she wasn't technically a student yet. So it was OK to go in.

Once up there, the boy sat down on a bench that seemed out of place, then pulled something out of his pocket. She wasn't sure what it was but he pulled out a fire maker and lit it.

Fire.

Aunrea liked fire.

The boy nudged the thing towards her and she looked at him funny. After a second of eyebrow raise she smelled that familiar scent again. Her mind flashed to the Sea of White.

The doctor would come up to the porcelian lady and put his hands around her small waist and then move them around her tight white dress. Then she would giggle a little and her knees would come together more. Then he would put something in her hand and pull out a fire maker. Sometimes he would light it there, but sometimes he would just make the fire, then look at Aunrea and wave it in front of her. She wouldn't dare to touch it because if she moved towards it the doctors would press it against her skin. She liked the fire. But she didn't like to touch it. Then the doctor would turn to the porcelain lady again and put his hand on her knees and move it up to her dress. It would dissapear and then the porcelian lady would make a face. Then the two of them would leave to the little closet. Then whole Sea of White would smell like the burning crayon. It didn't smell nice.

Aunrea came back to reality and made a face.
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"Umm.... Sorry about dragging you around. I really couldn't risk getting caught by the cops."

Aunrea understood why the boy didn't want to run into the people in the uniforms. They weren't nice sometimes. [/font][/size]
"I'm not sure quite what you mean by the sea of white? And who is Mink.

Oh yes. Well the Sea of White is where I live! Silly. It's white. And the porcelian ladies are there. And the doctors have crayons like yours. He's very funny. He likes to dance and rock. Mostly rock.
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NEver heard of him. Does he live in the sea of white with you? And when did you get here? I've never seen you before."

Oh yes, yes. He's my neighbor. I moved here sometime ago. When my last school was taken over by not nice people...Today is my first day. The porcelian lady dropped me off. She looked extra shiney today and she said that she hoped I had as much fun at school as she would have with me being at school. Then she unbuttoned a button and checked her teeth in the mirror and said that the doctor was happy I was going to school too! They are so proud I am sure. The always like when I go to school!

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[verrat]

Well this chick got weirder and weirder. She was kind of going off on the sea of white. She seemed to know what weed was though. Verrat took another hit and started to ghost the hit when she said what her name was.

"My name is Verrat. It is very nice to you. Do thees orcelian people you speak about have a name?"

(OOC:Sorry. No muse really.)

[Aunrea J.]

"My name is Verrat. It is very nice to you. Do thees orcelian people you speak about have a name?"

A name....Aunrea thought for a while. She never quite recalled ever catching their names. And they never wore name tags. I mean, It was practically impossible with their low cut shirts and the unbuttoned buttons that got in the way. It wouldn't make sense to put them on their short cut shirts. So it was only logical they had no name tags.

Plus, the people in The White Sea where very close. Afterall, the doctors were always very close to the nurses. They would always preform routine checks on them. Only someone that cared would put that much attention on making sure that their fellow porcelian people were healthy and happy. And the nurses were always happy after they had their check. She supposed it was because doctors were just magical and could make anyone feel better.

No I don't suppose they have names. I have heard the doctors call them once Kitten and Sugar. I think those are perfectly fitting names. I've never met their mothers but I'm sure they thought they were sweet and fuzzy like candy and cats. I would name my girl Rainbow because rainbows are colorful and happy, and I would like a girl to be colorful and happy like a rainbow. Maybe it's destiny how we turn out. Maybe our names change us based on what we're named. That's quite a thought.

What does your name mean? Or moreso, where's it from. Or where are YOU from?" Aunrea had already began to get lost in ther own deep philisophical question of the predetermined fates those that named children had on the outcomes of their lives. [/font]