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I tried to make these stories as American  as I can like with spelling and events and what not but it's hard so yeah if I don't get it right sorry also I touch type and I don't tend to proof read my stories so if there are any mistakes that's probably why sorry  (: tell me what you think.
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[My first long story I didn't really know what to write about I also don't know what to call it. Got any ideas?]

The vision-O
[Hopefully I'll finish this one if it sucks I'm sorry I'm trying different ways of setting out the story to see which ones easier just in case you were wondering ]


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Sorry I can't make fan art or post any more story for awhile I've ot a lot of stuff going on at the moment and I just don't have the time.



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I also do fades now... all the colors of the rainbow.


Hello peoples, I'm new to making fan art so it'll probably suck for

awhile then get slightly better then go straight down hill so enjoy

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  1. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 13, 2010 8:50am UTC
    The vision-23
    [sorry its short]
    Luken had barely moved.
    "I think I have everything." I say, scanning the room. It was dusty, I hadn’t cleaned in a couple of weeks. It looked like no one had been here for a week, it had that empty feel about it. Luken takes my bag from me without a word, though I protested, he simply unwound my fingers and threw it over his shoulder. I watch him do it, then he walks out of my small apartment. I lock the door and give the key back to Mrs. Downy, quickly I might add. I had my own key in my purse, and would keep it until I was sure I had a proper place at this school. They were just so…generous? Trusting? I don’t know, but I was still waiting for someone to yell ‘gotcha!’
    Out on the street it became apparent that Luken, for some reason, wasn’t talking to me. Good mood evaporated. I take him across the road to my work, tell them I quit in as few words as possible and then leave very quickly, blushing and feeling guilty. As I emerge from the shop.
    "Back." I say, working hard to flash a grin at Luken. His eyes slide from my face as he starts to walk down the street. I step in front of him.
    "Hey! What’s your problem?" I ask him. He raises his eye brows.
    "I beg your pardon?"
    "Stop ignoring me! You think I want to live alone or something?"
    "I didn’t say anything of a sort-"
    "Oh quit the bullshit Luken" His face remains perfectly blank, I shake my head in disbelief.
    "You know not everyone can act as perfectly as you do." I turn on my heel and start down the street, no longer caring if he was behind me or not. Grinding my teeth together. I was twenty metres away before I hear him.
    "Bree, wait!" I don’t turn, or break my stride. I hear his footsteps getting closer.
    Then someone grabs me, from my left.
    "Hey!" I turn in surprise, fighting off the strong arm that held mine just above the elbow. I look up into a familiar, angry face.
    Adrian.

  2. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 13, 2010 8:49am UTC
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  3. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 13, 2010 8:42am UTC
    Hello peoples of witty
    I do Fan art and fades
    Border credit to HopelessNoey!

  4. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 11, 2010 3:29am UTC
    The vision-21
    The next morning I pull on a pair of jeans that were too big and a polo shirt. I tell myself I had to go shopping tomorrow! But then calm down a little since I would have some of my own clothes back today. I meet Luken in the front hall of the school, which acted like a reception.
    "All set?" He asks smiling as I approach him. The halls were mostly deserted because everyone was in class.
    "Um, do I need anything?".
    "Nope it's fine all right, we’re off." I stare after his back for a few moments before shaking myself. What put him in such a good mood? Odd.
    I follow him out the big double doors and pause when I was out in the sunlight. Had I actually been outside this school since I got here? I didn’t think so. It was beautiful. The grounds, though deserted, were full of lush green grass, a water fountain, woods at the edge, gravel and benches. It really was beautiful, like something out of a movie. Then I spot a lake. They actually had their own lake! What a strange place this was.
    "Bree?" Luken calls, I turn back to the front. He was waiting in a silver car.
    "Oh, sorry." I make a promise to myself to explore the school this weekend and slide into the passenger seat.
    "It got beautiful grounds, this school." I say as we start to roll away from the massive building. He looks at me in surprise, then out the windows.
    "You’re right. Its been a long time since I paid any attention." He sounded nostalgic, so I left him to his own thoughts. I was lost in thought, day dreaming about how good it would be to be able to wear my own clothes again I suppose. After about an hour we were back in the city
    "Is this your car?" I ask after a while, he turns to me in surprise again, as if he had almost forgotten I was there.
    "Huh? Oh, no, school car. Not meant to take students in our own cars."
    "Oh, okay."
    "Where do you live, exactly?"
    "Pittlesberg. 24th on Mary’s street." He nods.
    "I think I know there, but tell me if I am going the wrong way."
    "Can do. Left off this highway."
    I spend the next half hour giving him directions. We finally pull up in front of the familiar apartment building, actually finding a park!
    "This is it. Come on." I open the door and jump out, Luken moving a little slower. I walk into the reception with him following me.
    "Why, Bree! Where have you been?" Calls Mrs. Downy, the nice lady who ran the desk during daylight hours here.
    "Mrs. Downy! I had to go out of town suddenly, sorry I didn’t tell you."
    "That’s okay, dear. Who’s your friend?" She eyed Luken curiously.
    "Just a friend." I say dismissively.
    "Oh, and I forgot my key! Can I borrow a spare?"
    "Sure, dear." She hands me the key without barely looking at me and I whisk Luken into the shaky elevator.

  5. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 9, 2010 1:49am UTC
    The vision-21
    I frown, glancing down at myself. I decide I look presentable enough and then think who cares anyway and open the door. Luken stood there.
    "Evening, sorry to call so late." He says.
    "Oh, it’s you. Hi."
    "Were you expecting someone else?"
    "No, but I though boys weren’t aloud in the girls’ dorms."
    "I am a teacher!" He says defensively.
    "Yeah, right. Well, come in." I open the door for him and step aside. After I close the door behind him I turn to see him looking me up and down in a very serious way. I put my hands on my hips.
    "See anything you like?" I ask in a harsh tone. He only raises his eye brows, saying nothing. Well, he never was one to like my humor, or what there was of it.
    "You can’t make some comment on my fashion sense, because this isn’t mine." I say.
    "Yes, that’s what I came to talk to you about."
    "You came to talk to me about my pjs?"
    "No, of course not. Your clothes, and things. I was wondering if you would like to come into town with me tomorrow, pick up your things and what not."
    "Oh, uh, okay." He doesn’t say anything, just stands there, looking odd in my room. Not that was especially feminine or anything, I don’t know.
    "So what time are we leaving, where from?" I ask.
    "I will meet you in the main hall at nine o’clock…if that’s ok."
    "Yeah, sure." I say, crossing my arms over my well developed chest self consciously. Not that he was looking, of course.
    "How is class going?"
    "Fine." I say curtly, looking away. He pauses.
    "That’s good."
    "Did you figure out what was wrong with Damien?" He eyes me with a funny expression.
    "We haven't figured out why he collapsed yet, no."
    "It wasn’t me."
    "We know that."
    "Then why are you looking at me like that?"
    "I was just wondering who might be protecting you who is so powerful. People that powerful are rare."
    "No one. Maybe he just fainted." Luken doesn’t reply, with good reason. It was a stupid comment, but how should I know why Damien passed out?
    "So, I'll see you tomorrow?" He nods curtly.
    "Yes." He throws one quick glance at my room, taking it in, then strolls out. I gently close the door behind him and turn back to my room, hoping it wasn’t too messy.
    The bed was hastily made, a little untidy. There was a towel over the end, books strewn over my desk. But that was about it. The rest was clean. I felt relieved, then hoped my apartment was clean, as he would probably see it tomorrow. I couldn’t remember how I had left it the night of that party, it seemed so long ago. It wasn’t really, only a week.

  6. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 8, 2010 3:45am UTC
    The vision-20
    [So what do you guys thinks so far? Sorry the story is going so slow]
    "Take a seat, Bree." Offers Damien, slightly more relaxed, though a frown was still etched on his face. I gingerly sit on the edge of the arm chair he had motioned to.
    "Are you okay?" Luken asks Damien in one of those undertones that you automatically turned away from, sensing it was private.
    "Yeah, fine." He mumbles. Luken nods once.
    "What happened?"
    "I don’t know, I tried to go into her mind, there was a little defence, nothing much, and then I thought I was in. I was planting the idea and everything before suddenly I got jolted out and I passed out." Damien explains, frowning the whole time.
    "Do you think it was her?" Damien studies me closely before shaking his head.
    "No, but whatever it was, it was definitely protecting her."
    "Me? Who would want to protect me?" It made me a little sad that I couldn’t come up with a single answer to my own question.
    "I don’t know, but maybe you should go back to class, Bree. Leave this to us to sort out." I nod, and leave the room and go back to class.
    All through the day I received weird glances from my fellow students, and they were obviously avoiding me. I sat alone for the rest of the day. It was quickly becoming clear that I wasn’t going to make many friends here. Ashley and her friends didn’t talk to me again, but at least they didn’t give me any funny glances. I grind my teeth almost the whole day, just paying attention to my work. Which turned out to be good because I actually got a lot done.
    At dinner I sat alone at an empty table. The table was near the line for food, and also near the teachers table, so most of the time it stayed empty. I was lost in playing with my food when a girl approached me, flicking her blond hair over her shoulder and talking loud enough for nearby people to hear, which was obviously her goal.
    "Hey, you’re that girl that everyone is talking about, the one who is meant to be really powerful. Come on, freak, control my mind."
    If I could control her mind I would have made her slap herself silly and be nice to all the nerds. This girl was a totally stereotype.
    "I can’t control peoples minds." I say, blushing.
    "Well you kicked Mr. Nasser out of your head, who, for your information, has like the strongest power in this school. And if you can do that, surely you can control my mind." She smirks triumphantly. I turn away.
    "I don’t know what you’re talking about, maybe he just fainted."
    "Yeah, right." And then she walks away.
    Back in my room that night I relaxed, even if just a little. This situation was weird. It had been a while since I had been to school. I had been living by myself and working, so coming back to school felt…odd. So coming back to a space I could call mine felt good. I showered which made me feel even better. I rummage through the draws to see what pjs they had given me, reminding myself to go into town soon. Tomorrow was Friday.
    I settle on a pair of bright blue pants and white t-shirt. Boy were they bright. But the night was warm and I always preferred sleeping in less and adding on another blanket. I don’t know why. I pull the pyjamas on, wash my face, and brush my teeth. I glance at the clock. It was just past 9, late enough to go to bed. I brush my hair out and was just about to tie it up when there was a knock on the door.

  7. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 8, 2010 3:42am UTC
    The vision-19
    [I'm trying to post more often I swear]
    My hands fly to my mouth.
    "Oh crap, sorry!" I moan, though truly I was sure I hadn’t done anything. Luken was already out of his chair and was kneeling by Damien’s side. I felt like an idiot standing there so I kneel down too. The class had erupted with noise and whispers and shouts.
    "I need to take him to sick bay, class dismissed!" Then he grabs my arm and drags me along I gulp and close my eyes.
    I wait a few seconds before I open them and we were in sick bay, Luken was helping Damien onto a bed but he was already starting to wake up.
    "Nurse!" Luken calls. I stand up and then awkwardly wonder if I should go to the bed or just stay out of the way. Nurse Peat comes and once again I feel out of place as I stand in the middle of the room on the clean white floor.
    "Luken, you do like to visit me often, don’t you?" Lukens grunts in way of reply.
    "What happened to you?" The nurse asks Damien as he struggle into a sitting position.
    "I was trying to control the girl and…I woke up here." All their eyes focus on me.
    "Yeah, sorry about that." I say nervously, Luken keep staring at me while the Nurse looks over Damien.
    "How do you feel now?"
    "Actually…fine. Exactly the same."
    "Hmmm. Well I should keep you for observation at least-"
    "No need. I am quite looking forward to an interesting conversation with this girl, and I would like to have it soon." I felt scared, hoping he naturally looked that serious. Why did I get the specific feeling I was in trouble.
    "Now Damien, we talked about this."
    "I’m fine." He objects, swinging his legs off the bed an standing up.
    "Why do I bother?" The nurse mutters, leaving the room.
    "What’s your name girl?" He asks in a deep voice, approaching me.
    "Bree." I say in a small voice, feeling scared.
    "Why can’t I enter your mind?"
    "Maybe my heads too thick." He doesn’t smile, I sigh, rubbing my head.
    "Bree is new here, Damien." Damien nods slowly.
    "So this is your charge?" Luken nods.
    "I’m sorry." I say again. "It didn’t actually feel like I was doing anything, though I tried, I was about to do what you told me. I could feel you, in my mind." I shiver at the last part but I don’t think he notices because suddenly his eyes seem very far away.
    "Damien?" Luken asks, laying his hands on Damien’s shoulder. Damien’s eyes refocus.
    "I don’t think it was her."
    "Who else could it have been?"
    "I don’t know, it felt…odd. I haven’t passed out before, especially since my powers are at this level. It couldn’t have been her." Ouch. See, I never get the interesting powers. Just stupid, pointless sight.
    "Let’s take this somewhere else." Luken says, guiding us out the door.
    "My room." Says Damien, and ten silent minutes later he opens a door to let us inside.
    His room was clean, for the most part, and had a lot of books around, and had a dark yellow, like parchment coloured walls, and expensive furniture. It was nice, odd and homely all at the same time.

  8. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 8, 2010 3:37am UTC
    Hello peoples of witty
    come to my profile I
    do Fan art and fades
    don't make me bring out the...
    WACKY WAVING INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
    Border credit to HopelessNoey!

  9. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 7, 2010 6:19am UTC
    The vision-18
    Luken, with no need to hush the class, starts immediately with the introductions.
    "Class, as most of you already know, this is Damien. Damien is head of security here and has the ability to control minds and is ranked among the most powerful of his kind." These words had no particular effect on anyone in the class, except me. I could immediately feel myself stiffen and become wary of the man, who smiled a little at the class.
    Now that it had been brought to my attention my mind was something I was overly aware of, not something I wanted messed with by someone else. Mind control. Hmmm. Not the kind of ability you would expect from a guy like this, I was rather expecting…fire control? Or something like that, if that’s even possible.
    I notice Luken nod to Damien and then go to sit near the side of the room. Damien leans against Lukens desk, facing the class.
    "Morning class. Today I just wanted to give you a little lesson about how the mind, and mind control, works. It is not an easy process. To be able to get into one persons mind is a rare talent, but to be able to leave a thought, make it think it was there own, and convince them to do it is not an easy task. When-"
    "I heard that you can send and receive messages from people who also have…the ability." Damien, unfazed at being interrupted, nods.
    "That's true, it takes a lot of concentration, especially when talking to someone else at the same time." He grins, obviously remembering some former experience.
    "But the further away the person is, the harder it is it to reach their mind. And reading minds is not the constant buzz that people claim to go crazy from, it takes effort. It drains you, and you certainly should not use it every day."
    "Can you control someone’s mind in here?" A boy from the back of the room calls out.
    "Okay. You there!" I jerk my head up automatically and was shocked at having those deep brown eyes staring into mine. He meant me.
    "Come up here." He says. I feel myself blush as I slide out from behind my desk. I knew why he had chosen me, because I was staring at my desk and probably looking like I wasn’t paying attention, but I was. I was just thinking about what he was saying.
    I get to the front of the room before I start to worry again, I didn’t want him to control my mind. He turns back to the class.
    "What shall I have her do, eh?" Suggestions erupt from everyone almost at once.
    "Jump out a window!"
    "Cluck like a chicken!"
    "Run in circles!" Each suggestion got more and more insane and I smile weakly.
    "Do a pirouette!" A girl in the front row yells. Damien points to her.
    "That’s a good idea, nothing to embarrassing now, eh?" He stands up and turns to face me, his face becoming serious.
    I felt him, I actually felt him in my mind. Well, I thought I did anyway, and I completely panicked, though I made sure to keep my exterior calm. I tried to fight against him. I could hear his voice, whispering the suggestion.
    I don’t move. He frowns, then pushes harder.
    I totally panic, I knew I was too weak because I could feel him right in the center of my mind, the one place in my life I thought was private. I could feel my hands twitch and begin to raise and I gave up fighting against him completely.
    That was when he collapsed.

  10. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 6, 2010 3:56am UTC
    The vision-17
    "Why did that happen?" As if expecting my question he immediately replied.
    "This school is full of power strengthening spells and charms. This helps someone to achieve their full power and learn to control their own strength. Mainly, its to help the students." I swallow, looking at the ground, lost in thought.
    "What if it hurts some of the students instead?" I ask quietly. He slows his pace, then stops. I turn to look at him, surprised. He watches me with those all-knowing eyes and sighs.
    "I have to go." He says suddenly. I feel my shoulders drop but quickly collect myself.
    "Ok, see ya." I wave and turn around to find my way back to my room. But I was chewing my lip again. I actually revealed something to him and all he can says is ‘I have to go.’ Stupid Typical man.
    I don’t see Ashley or any of her friends, school was almost over, and I didn’t want to go to the end of class. So in the common room I make myself a sandwich (for later), grab a drink, and head to my room to watch TV.
    Before I go to bed that night I sigh, and sit on its edge. I fidget, then sigh again. I had never prayed before, but I was nervous about class tomorrow. Ok, so my first day was over, but I wasn’t there for most of it and I had a weird feeling about tomorrow.
    I didn’t want to kneel, it felt stupid. I didn’t know who to pray to. This god they spoke of here, Zin, seemed like a good option but every time I opened my mouth to say her name now it would not come out.
    ‘powers stronger than me…’ No.
    ‘The almighty one…’ No.
    ‘The holy spirit…’ No…but there was something there. Then suddenly it sprang to my mind.
    ‘To all pure spirits…’ It felt odd against my tongue but I said it anyway.
    "To all pure spirits, please help me to get through tomorrow. Protect me, just for that day and I will be thankful’
    When I was saying it, it felt good, but after wards I sat there feeling stupid, so I just went to sleep. I was not going to pray again.
    The next day I had Luken first class, and I didn’t get lost, and I wasn’t late, so I was feeling pretty good all around. When Luken walked in I noticed the class hushed noticeably and I look around. All of the girls had a dreamy look on their face and all the guys sat up straighter in obvious respect. I commit that to memory, young as Luken was, he was respected greatly around here. I wondered why, he wasn’t that special.
    But as he walks in, another man follows him. I hadn’t seen him before, but the other students seemed to recognize, and respect him, too. I look him over.He was strong, and I mean he had some serious muscle going on. His face was full of too sharp angles and his hair had a crew cut. But he smiled as he came in, looking rather relaxed. Luken looked small and weak in comparison to this guy.

  11. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 6, 2010 3:33am UTC
    The vision-16
    "Bridget! Bridget! Are you using your vision? Bridget!" Someone stepped into my view and knelt down.
    The man was breathtaking. His inner aura glowed an aqua-ish color at the moment, but it was flecked with silver.
    "You’re beautiful." I blurt out. My knee’s hurt, I must have fallen over. I see the man lean back slightly, then lean forward.
    "Bridget, are you ok?"
    "It hurts." I whimper, the air seemed multicolored and swirled around me. It was like some super charged drug effect. I loved it, but was utterly terrified of it. And then it stopped. And it stopped like another blow, I flinch backwards and drop my head into my hands as it throbbed. I was on my knee’s, my legs spread on either side of me.
    "Bridget?"
    "It stopped." I say between gasps. He lifts me by the shoulders and leads me the rest of the way to sickbay. We were closer than I thought, it was around the next corner. But this gave me enough time to compose myself.
    "Sit down." He leads me to the closest bed.
    "What happened?" Asks nurse Peat, who had already bustled over.
    "She just used her powers for the first time here. I think it gave her a bit of a shock.
    "I’m fine." I say, and Luken throws me a doubtful look. "It’s my shoulder that hurts." I lie, it wasn’t actually hurting that much, and the bleeding had stopped. I throw Luken a dark glance as Nurse Peat looks at my bloody shirt.
    "Out!" She shoo’s him, closing the curtain.
    "Shirt, darling." She says, pulling over a tray of stuff. I unbutton my shirt and slip it down past my elbows. She pats something on my shoulder and I flinch and look at it. Big mistake. I had avoided looking at it in the mirror and now I knew why.
    The flesh was badly torn, ripped around the edges, in a slash along my shoulder blade. It had barely even started to heal yet and the wound looked bad. The more I looked at it the more it seemed to hurt. I look away, swallowing deeply. I wasn’t the person to faint at a drop of blood or anything but that sight would make anyone queasy. Anyone, that is, except a nurse. She busily spreads stuff on it and bandages it up.
    "Sorry darling, there’s not a lot more I can do. Pity you don’t have one of those healing powers." I join in her laughter and hoped she didn’t notice that mine sounded shaky.
    "Oh, and I think I have another shirt in here." She rummages through the bedside table dresser and produces a white shirt which I take and struggle to put on with one shoulder practically immobile. She sweeps the curtain aside and walks off without another word. What an odd lady. Don’t get me wrong, she was nice, just…different. I turn towards the door and see Luken still standing there, watching me. I wanted to linger on his sharp features and admire his face and chest but my eyes just slide straight over him and to the door I was walking to.
    "How are you?" Asks Luken as I finish buttoning up my shirt.
    "Chipper." I say in a dull voice.
    "How’s your head?"
    "Fine." I answer curtly, he doesn’t reply so after a few moments I steal a glance at him. He was looking ahead, no expression on his face. It hurt that my short answers didn’t seem to phase him at all. He didn’t care. I sigh, I suppose I should be used to this by now.

  12. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 2, 2010 9:49am UTC
    The vision-15
    [still reading?]
    "Bree." He greets.
    "Luken, hey."
    "Had a little accident, did we?" I chew on my lip.
    "Um, someone bumped into me." Luken nods once I turn left.
    "Wrong way." I turn right.
    "How’s your first day going?" He asks me. I don’t reply, pretending I haven’t heard him.
    "What’s wrong?" He sounds concerned.
    "Huh? Oh, nothing, just thinking."
    "About your first day of school?" He says doubtfully.
    "No." I say, chewing my lip again. It was a terrible habit that I had to get around to breaking someday. My lips were always torn up, not a good look. I could feel the curiosity radiating from him but he was a gentleman and doesn’t ask. We walk on.
    "I was thinking about the day we met." I blurt out into the too quiet corridor.
    "In the forest." It wasn’t a question but I nod anyway, still chewing my lip.
    "I can’t imagine they would be happy thoughts." Chew, chew, chew.
    They weren’t. I remember the feelings of confusion and them talking about dark magic had totally freaked me out. I remember trying to think of an escape. It had all happened so fast…
    "Your lip is bleeding."
    "What? Oh, oh crap." I wipe my hand across my lip and a small smear of blood comes away. I start sucking on my lip. We walk the rest of he way in silence, a few students giving us curious glances. I stole a few glances at Luken. He just looked serious. I felt my humor (however dry) would be completely lost to him.
    And then my vision kicked in, but this time it was different.
    It hit me like a physical slap in the face, I actually flinched back. The world around me erupted in so many colors and sounds that I couldn’t take it all at once. Also, voices leaked in, but I
    couldn’t make sense of them either. I couldn’t even get my bearings, all the colors melded into each other and the world tilted. Or was I tilting?

  13. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 2, 2010 9:49am UTC
    The vision-14
    [still reading?]
    Someone came at me from the side, they were too busy with their nose in a book to watch where they were going and crash, right into my bad shoulder.
    "Hey!" I yelp.
    "Oh sorry." He steps around me and continues on. My shoulder burned again but I force a smile and slide into a spare seat beside Ashley.
    "Rough few days?" Asks and an unfamiliar red haired girl.
    "You have no idea." I say.
    "You’re that girl that got hit with an arrow!" I turn my attention to a cute looking boy at the table.
    "Yeah." I say hesitantly.
    "Oh, you mean the one that Mr Brax teleported into the middle of that classroom!"
    "Yeah he kinda…saved me life." I say, wondering if they would believe me. But a blonde haired and brown haired girl sitting on the other end of the table both start fanning themselves.
    "Oh how romantic. Brax is soooo hot!" I let out an involuntarily laugh but then see I wasn’t the only one.
    "So you’re his charge?"
    "He’s my mentor." Ashley nods.
    "Which means you’re his charge."
    "Oh." I say, feeling like an idiot, but Ashley rushes on.
    "Sorry Bree, I didn’t even introduce you. I’m Ashley, haha, that’s tome and Wade. And Sarah, Lonnie and Tara." Sarah was the red head, Lonnie the blonde and Tara the brunette.
    Everyone smiles friendly.
    "Gang, meet Bree."
    "Hey." I say, giving a small wave. My shoulder burned by I ignore it, not giving up this opportunity.
    "Bree, Hey! First day?"
    "Of classes, yeah."
    "How old are you Bree?"
    "I’m sixteen."
    "What have you got next?"
    "I don’t know I-"
    "Have you had a session with Brax yet?"
    "No but-"
    "Is this different from your old school?" The questions came from all directions. I was getting a little flustered.
    "I didn’t go to school." That shut them up.
    "How old are you again?"
    "Sixteen."
    "And you don’t go to school?"
    "Um, I did, up until a few months ago."
    "Oh, ok then."
    "Anyway, how long have you guys been here?" I ask, trying to take the spotlight off me for a while.
    "A few years for me." Says Tara.
    "Sarah and I both got here about a year ago. We share a dorm." Sarah nods in agreement and I open my mouth to say something when someone taps on my shoulder.
    "Um, excuse me? I think you might want to go to the sickbay." Says a dark skinned girl. I gasp and jump up.
    "Aw, crap!" I mutter, pulling on the shoulder of my crisp white shirt. Blood had leaked across it from my shoulder. The girl walks off.
    "Bree, oh my god! Want me to come to sickbay with you?" Asks Ashley.
    "Naw, it’ll be ok. See you in class." I walk off towards the side door, the one that I thought led to near the sickbay. Before I got there someone falls into stride with me.

  14. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 2, 2010 9:39am UTC
    The vision-13
    [still reading?]
    English passes in an uneventful whir and a bell soon chimes through the corridors, you could hear it echoing down before it actually sounded in your room. I take my time getting up and walk to the teachers desk.
    "Bree, how can I help you?"
    "Um, I was just wondering if you could show me where the lockers are My Kenneth." I heard his name a few times during class.
    "Sure, follow me." He leads me only a few rooms away.
    "Thanks, that’s all I needed."
    "You sure?"
    "Yeah, I’ll be fine." I assure him. He nods and leaves. I check the bottom of my timetable and walk to find my locker.
    "Lucky 13." I murmur as I pick up the lock and try to spin in the numbers. It took me a few minutes and by ten most of the other kids were gone but I finally got it open. Not really in any hurry to get to my next class, English literature.
    The lockers were different from the little wooden ones we had at my old school. It also had a hideous gray backpack hanging from a hook and the books all neat and tidy. I sort through them quickly and grab a pencil case that was already full, several spare equipment in another container. This school was so weird. I grab the pencil case and books, leaving the bag and close the locker, fitting the cool metal lock back through the loop.
    H9, where the hell is classroom H9? Crap, I am late again when I finally found the right door and no wonder it took me so long, it was probably the only classroom so far that wasn’t in the two side by side corridors. Eventually a kind looking person pointed me in the right direction. I knock on the door hesitantly, feeling like a complete idiot and blushing already.
    "Come in." The voice was familiar, it was Luken.
    "I got lost." I say, smiling sheepishly. Without a word, or even an expression really,, he turns back to the class.
    "Class, meet miss Bree Parkins. It’s her first day and I am her mentor so I want you all to make her feel welcome. Take a seat, Bree." My shortened name sounded almost odd coming out of his mouth and there was a murmuring through the class when he mentioned he was my mentor. I smile shakily again and walk further into the class. There were a few spare seats but I headed to one that was next to a nice looking girl. Before I could ask her if I could sit she smiles and pats the seat next to her. Utterly relieved I dump my stuff onto the desk and sit down.
    "As I was saying, I am sorry for missing class on Monday I was…preoccupied." I could feel his eyes on me at the word preoccupied and as several people follow his gaze to glance at me I hold his.
    I could already feel my cheeks burning at the intensity of it. And when he looks away and continues I look at my desk again, trying to breathe normal.
    Maybe I didn’t want him to be my mentor after all. I would never be able to act like a civil person in the line of that gaze. I wished for Lisa. I had a feeling that Luken would be very strict and I had a feeling my sarcastic attitude was going to get me in a lot of unwanted trouble.
    "Please open your books Molly, would you please stand and read from where we were up to." A slightly perky blond girl across the room stands and opens her book. The girl next to me murmurs.
    "I’m Ashley."
    "Bree." I smile, then we turn our attention to the blonde girl.
    Ok, so truthfully I wasn’t really paying attention to the class. My main goal was to just get through the class. Just get through my first day, that was all. So when lunch time rocked around I didn’t get lost, I didn’t get a chance because the massive crowd of students pushed me into a large cafeteria like hall which was named the dining hall. I grab a tray and some food and drink.
    There were a couple of tables of teachers, a lot of students and a lot of still empty ones. I was just standing there with my tray looking like an idiot when someone called me over. Of course it was Ashley, the only person I actually knew here so far. More relieved than I could put into words I start towards her.

  15. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 2, 2010 9:29am UTC
    The vision-12
    [RAWR don't ask]
    Well, looks like I was wearing black for now. There were white shirts, knitted jumpers, ties, jackets, skirts, pants, shoes, socks, etc. etc. I pull a few different sizes out and lay them on the bed to consider. I glance at the clock I just noticed on the wall. It was just on 4, I could hear students coming in downstairs now.
    I strip down out of the simple jeans and blue t-shirt that Lisa had given me and pull on the medium shirt and skirt. The white shirt fitted perfectly and I was pleased to see that it was not see through like the cheap shirts I had seen at other schools. The skirt was a little big so I pull on a small and walk back into the wardrobe to consider myself in front of the mirror. I was sixteen, I knew that if I turned up in a skirt down to my knees and a goofy looking tie and jacket everyone would immediately turn away from me. If I got pulled up by a teacher, I can just use the good old excuse ‘it’s my first day’. So I hitched the skirt up to my waist line and tucked in the shirt.
    I look good, I admit to myself. The tailoring of the uniforms was good. My long dark brown hair was falling around my shoulders, wavy as usual. I didn’t really like my hair. It wasn’t straight and it wasn’t curly it was just this frustratingly wavy kind of in between thing. But at least it never went frizzy. My hazel eyes looked ok, my face looked terrible. I didn’t know if it was from lack of sleep or stress or what but it was unusually pale with dark circles under my eyes.
    I wander into the bathroom with high hopes. There was make up there. I couldn’t believe it. What kind of school was this? I didn’t put it on now, because it would just smudge everywhere now. I slip out of the uniform, laying it neatly onto the desk. I wonder over to the chest of draws and open it. Sure enough there was pjs, casual clothes and even underpants, bra’s and singlets in there. I seriously couldn’t believe it. I pull on a comfortable but non too flattering pair of pjs and set the alarm for a quarter to eight. I climb into bed and wait for sleep to take me.
    I flatten my skirt nervously, hoping I looked okay. I was wearing the back pleated skirt and white shirt with no jacket or tie. It was a really warm day though and no one I had seen so far had been wearing a jacket. I was in simple ankle white socks and ballet flat shoes. My hair was into a purposefully messy ponytail and my makeup was looking good. I was hoping to be early, snag a seat at the back and become relatively unnoticed but I burnt my toast, got lost and still hadn’t been to my locker, so here I was ten minutes into class and just arriving. I knock.
    "Come in." Says a male voice. I open the door and step in, still leaning on the handle and glancing at the timetable in my hand.
    "Is this form five history?" I ask, the middle aged male teacher smiles.
    "Why, you must be Bridget Parkins."
    "Bree." I correct automatically.
    "Come on in, Bree."
    "You’re the girl that had that arrow in her back, the one with Mr Julian." A red haired boy in the front row blurts out before blushing.
    "In the flesh, well most of it." I smile nervously as I close the door, there were a few laughs from around the room.
    "There’s one seat over there, if Will wouldn’t mind sharing a text book?" I follow his eyes to see a bulky blond guy sitting alone at a desk, grinning cockily. My shoulders dropped even more, I couldn’t even get a nice girl to meet and show me where to go for the rest of the day.
    I take a seat next to him and Will slides the book into the middle and points to the top of a paragraph as the teacher starts reading again. It was about the civil war.

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    posted a quote
    May 2, 2010 9:15am UTC
    Fan Art!?
    My fan art
    brings all the
    witty people to
    the site they're
    like can I have
    some damn right
    I ' l l make you
    some but you have
    to comment first
    Border credit to HopelessNoey!

  17. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    May 2, 2010 9:14am UTC
    The vision-11
    [Yes it's boring at the moment but it'll get better]
    "Luken will be your mentor." She looks at me, carefully scrutinizing my reaction. I don’t think it was anything but surprised.
    "Oh, okay. Yeah." She starts pacing again.
    "And I just wanted to warn you that Luken has been here since last year but hasn’t taken a student before. He requested you, actually." I felt privileged but unsure about the mysterious man.
    "So I was hoping that you would go easy on him. He is a good field agent. He teaches classes but you will be his first student." I didn’t ask what a ‘field agent’ here did because I didn’t want to know.
    "Well I guess that’s good because he will be my first mentor." I smile a little and Lisa laughs, relaxing.
    "Good. I guess that’s all over with I will let you settle in. Your books and everything are in your locker which will be shown to you first class tomorrow but you can go through your clothes now. There is a shop on the first floor, just to the left of the main entrance that will size you up and give you anything you want when you show them this." She hands me a shiny silver card.
    "Thanks, for everything."
    "We are honored to have new students Bree, I hope you like your classes tomorrow. You’re timetable is on the desk over there, but everything else is in your locker."
    I nod, remembering the tour of the mansion like school and where most of the classrooms were. I had committed our whole tour of the school to memory. I hated getting lost. She turns to leave.
    "Lisa?"
    "Yes?"
    "If Luken is my mentor do I need to…see him at a certain time, like a class or something?" I ask, sounding confused even to my own ears. She smiles knowingly.
    "He’ll come to you." And with that she left.
    Ahhh, the wardrobe. I opened the doors and stood agape. I had never really had that many clothes, even after I got my own place I was used to living with so many outfits that too many more seemed wasteful. I think, they were uniforms, school uniforms. But they came in all colours. Each of them had a collar and was well tailored (mine were all obviously for female) and thick, black (or white on the black outfits) seams that broke up the colours a little bit. I found a piece of paper on the back of the door. It was simple and read:
    Green uniforms- earth
    Red uniforms- fire
    Blue uniforms- water
    Yellow uniforms- Air
    White- Spirit
    Black- ____
    (This is not actually as uniform rule as such, more as recommendations)
    Badges on collar
    1 badge-level 1
    2 badges-level 2
    3 badges-level 3
    Etc. Etc. Etc.

  18. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    April 27, 2010 9:59am UTC
    Fan Art!?
    My fan art brings a l l the
    witty people to the site they're
    l i ke can I have some damn right
    I ' l l make you some but you have
    to comment first
    Border credit to HopelessNoey!

  19. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    April 27, 2010 9:56am UTC
    The vision-10
    [feedback? Anyone still reading?]
    1 DAY LATER
    The door opened with a soft click and Lisa pressed two small keys into my hand.
    "One’s a spare."
    "Thanks." She motions me to go in and I step over the threshold and nervously look around.
    The room was painted a simple white, the furniture was all the same, deep brown wood. The bed was a single bed but rather large, and had a bedside table with draws and a lam. There was a low dresser with draws and a mirror on top and a writing desk in one corner. As I stepped further into the room I also noticed that on my left was a bookcase and on my right was sliding doors which I presumed to lead to a wardrobe. And another door on the wall to my right which I presumed led to a bathroom. This was all confirmed as Lisa swept ahead of me in front of the room.
    "There is a wardrobe there and a bathroom. There’s not a lot of furniture but-"
    "I like it. It’s simple." It would look better with my stuff spread all over the counter top spaces and a new bedspread, maybe a rug, and some pictures or posters on the wall. It just needed a little colour, I thought.
    "I’m glad you like it, I’m sorry there was no one to share a room with. We actually have an even amount of students at the moment, would you believe?" I laugh with her but felt a twinge of disappointment.
    Ever since I was a girl and in an orphanage I dreamed of being sent to a boarding school and having an awesome room mate and I would be introduced to all her friends and we would wreak havoc during class. But this was a different school and someone would probably set me on fire or something if I misbehaved. And I didn’t have a roommate. I was slightly disappointed, it would have been nice to know someone in class tomorrow.
    "There are uniforms in the closet, and clothes. All ranging styles. The bathroom is stocked with everything you need and the kitchen down in the common room is always full and available." Lisa interrupts my daydreaming.
    "Yeah, thanks."
    "But let me know if you need anything. Anything at all, don’t hesitate to ask." She stresses.
    "Would I be able to go home, sometime in the next few days? I want to grab some stuff and you know, let people know I am okay."
    "Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t even think of that. I will get someone to take you on the weekend."
    "Thanks." She pauses.
    "Take a seat, Bridget."
    "Bree." I say, sitting on the bed.
    "Bree, I have been meaning to tell you that things work a little differently here. It is a difficult time beginning here, you are just discovering your powers. You haven’t even scraped the beginning of your abilities yet. We like to help people through this time as it can be emotionally and physically stressful." Lisa says seriously, pacing in front of me. I nod seriously.
    "So, to help with this. Each student is assigned a mentor. An adult that they can rely on for personal issues and can fully trust. Also someone that will help them with their abilities." I nod, this made good sense. It was a smart move. Would Lisa be my mentor? I hoped so.

  20. __Lost__ __Lost__
    posted a quote
    April 26, 2010 3:53am UTC
    The vision-9
    [feedback? Anyone still reading?]
    I couldn’t get back to sleep but the morning soon came. I wondered what Luken was doing here so late…or early? Maybe he knew I was going to wake up, but how? Anyway it wasn’t long after sunrise that there was noises beyond the curtain. I might have found the courage to get up and open it except for the major factor being that I wasn’t wearing any clothes. But soon an unfamiliar middle aged lady poked her head through the curtain, saw me awake and smiled sheepishly.
    "Why good morning, I didn’t think you would be awake." She closes the blue curtain behind her.
    "Couldn’t sleep." I return the warm smile as best as I could but I was unaccustomed to being surrounded by strangers.
    "My name is Lisa Montgomery. Do you know what this place is?" She asks hesitantly. I smile again.
    "School. For the gifted." She looks relieved.
    "Well that is one less thing I have to explain. Luken came to me very early this morning, he told me all about you."
    "He doesn’t know much so that can’t have taken long." Lisa chuckles.
    "True. But he informed me that you would like to start boarding here, and I come to say we would be honored to have you!"
    "Jeez…thanks!" I say, surprised and taken back but in a good way. So it was a boarding school, that was handy I guess.
    "May I sit?" She asks, motioning the chair Luken had vacated a few hours previously.
    "Of course."
    "Well, I just dropped in to let you know a little more about the school, assuming you still want to attend?"
    "Yeah, it’s really interesting I mean, I never even knew anyone who was gifted or anything before. It’s kind of a bit of a shock to the system." I say shyly, Lisa smiles warmly.
    "Many people haven’t but we are common. Though most of us choose to disguise ourselves or live in remote areas. It’s the number one rule of our people, protect your identities at all costs." She emphasized the word ‘all’. I nod solemnly.
    "Of course."
    "Anyway, we all worship a goddess called Zin. She is our creator."
    "I haven’t heard of her." I admit, wondering if Lisa would become angry at me. She looks serious but not upset.
    "I’m sure you have heard of many, false, human gods. But we were made by a creator, we are not evolved. Zin is the one who chooses to gift us and watches over our lives." I nod but didn’t know what to think, I had never truly believed in a religion before.
    "You will fit in nicely here, though you are starting older than most. You will begin in fifth form."
    "Oh." I say nervously.
    "But that’s ok, you will adapt quickly. You will be given a room that you may have to share with a room mate and will attend classes from 8AM to 3PM." I nod and she continues.
    "We have a weekly ceremony that honors our goddess and students are expected to attend most weeks. There really isn't a lot that you need to know that you won‘t pick up. You are only aloud to leave campus with permission from a teacher or adult. You may begin classes when you think you are healed well enough but there is no rush. Is there anything I can get you for now?"
    "Um, some clothes?"

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