Something no one thinks of {Open to anyone}

[Skyler Mckay]

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the countdown begins to destroy ourselves
WHO'S GOING TO FIGHT FOR WHAT'S RIGHT?

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Skyler walked through the halls. With the storm going on, she has nothing to do, so she figured she would go to the gym and dance. Or maybe just draw Skyler wasn’t sure yet. Skyler had a short black skirt on with leggings under it. She was wearing a black shirt, and black high heels. Skyler also had some jewelry on and her scarf, she wasn’t wearing her gloves like she always does though. Skyler was caring her bag with her that had everything she needed in it. Like every morning she woke up at five o’clock, took a shower then left the dorm room as quietly as she could. Like always she didn’t wake up her room mates, she wasn’t sure if it was because she was quiet or if it was because their heavy sleepers.


Skyler hated her life, for more than one reason. She wasn’t sure what those reasons were but she knew they were there, and she’s determined to find them. Skyler isn’t out going at all, this makes her have less friends. But then again she didn’t have any, and she knew why. Skyler isn’t the kind to go all out to be some ones friend and she has them doing the chasing. So if you want to be friends with her it’s all you, Skyler really doesn’t decide, because she really doesn’t care if someone calls her their friend or enemy, as long as you don’t go around telling people she’s your girlfriend without her knowing. At this being said, Skyler really doesn’t know when she’s made a friend unless it’s completely obvious, although she does know when she’s made an enemy.


Skyler made her way through the halls and reached the gym. She went into one of the dancing rooms, where dancers practice dancing of course. She placed her bag on the floor next to the wall. She grabbed her IPhone from the bag and placed that on the floor next to her bag. Skyler now didn’t feel like dancing, although she didn’t really dance like others do, she would only do dances like the waltz. There was no window in this room, although Skyler could still here the rain. “Is the sky crying for us?” asked Skyler to no one at all just herself seeing as how no one else was in the room that she knew of. Her voice thick with her German accent, something Skyler never wants to go away, but at the same time she does want it to go away.


Skyler was born and raised in Germany. A lot happened to her there, her parents died, she lived in an orphanage, and she shifted there. Skyler can’t really say anything about Germany to other people, because first off she can’t remember what it was like before her parents died, and the orphanage she stayed at, was in a crappy part of Berlin. Skyler is proud of where she was born and raised, but she’s not proud of what she’s been through and what her life has been like. Skyler regrets it but she knows she could never undo her life and start over. She is proud of what she has done academic wise.


Skyler went back to thinking about the rain, she never stays on one topic. She thinks the sky does cry for them. When Skyler thinks about the world and how messed up men made it, it seems like the sky cries for the world and it’s people when it rains. This was an interesting thought although she knows it can’t be true and it’s a thought a five year old would have not a sixteen year old. The world on the other hand is something to think about. How humans, people, man, have messed the world up; by destroying plants and building houses, by killing animals for our own gain, not by eating them but by using their fur, and just hunting them down in general for no reason just because it’s fun.


Skyler looked at her IPhone, and picked it up. She looked through her songs, and found one song that might go with what she was thinking. That song is hero by nickelback, she played the song and listen to it. She then started to sing with the song. Her voice kind of sounded like his but more high pitched like a girl’s, and then there was her accent but you couldn’t really tell she had one when she sang. Skyler was in tune and followed all the words and rhythm. She listens to this song a lot, only because she believed the meaning behind it. Once the song stopped she leaned on the wall behind her and looked up at the roof.

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a hero's not afraid to give his life
A HERO'S GOING TO SAVE ME JUST IN TIME?

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No one yet!:TAGGED:
790 :WORDS:
Anyone can join.:MUSE:
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Skyler talking,
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Someone else talking
Click :OUTFIT:
hero by skillet !?:LYRICS:
earl of HORROR SHOW! :CREDITS:[/right][/size][/font]

[Addidas Chase]

Addidas Chase lingered in the shadows, where he was usually most comfortable. The hurricane was still pretty intense outside, but it wasn't as bad where he was now. The wind's whistle wasn't quite as loud. The rain didn't seem to beat as heavily against things. He leaned against a railing. Mirrors surrounded him, making him slightly uncomfortable. He wasn't used to being able to see himself in so many places. He wondered how dancers could be comfortable with so much going on. Okay, maybe it helped the dancers that they could see themselves and improve and everything but still. Dazz's panther instincts gave him an itchy feeling, when several things moved whenever he did.

He watched a girl, who seemed to be lost in her thoughts. She pulled out an iPhone and selected a song. He didn't draw any attention to himself, but observed with interest. No, Addidas wasn't a creepy stalking person--he was just always interested in the way other people thought. He was interested in this girl. What was she thinking?

The girl began singing, her voice filling the room. Dazz didn't recognize the song, but then, he didn't really recognize that many songs. He rarely listened to music, as sad as it was. The girl's voice was beautiful. Well, the girl was beautiful herself, with red hair and blue eyes. Dazz closed his eyes to block out the uncomfortable reflections, and listened to the song. It was soothing. It made him forget about everything he was going through. It made him forget that he was in a foreign place and could probably die any minute.

He sighed when she stopped, and leaned back and stared at something in the ceiling. Dazz wondered what she was thinking about. The storm, perhaps? What would happen to her loved ones if she died? Dazz figured that she had a lot of loved ones outside of Shifter Academy. She looked nice, at least. She probably had a lot of friends. Dazz exhaled softly. He'd never been loved. His stepfather had been cruel to him, and his own mother had wanted to kill him.

Addidas slowly emerged from the shadows, his blue eyes studying the girl cautiously. "Hi," he said, gently so that he wouldn't startle her. "You have a nice voice," he complimented sincerely. A half smile formed on his lips. "I'm Addidas Chase. But if you're not comfortable with calling me a shoe brand, you can call me Dazz."

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