Elizabeth watched the two with a smile on her face, they seemed so close and she seemed so happy. Elizabeth noticed the look of suprise on Haydens face and then seeing it replaced by a soft look, he truly was one of a kind. "good luck and have fun" she said to Victoria even though she had barely any idea of who she ment.

Elizabeth smiled as she watched Victoria hurry away. "I hope she has fun." she said turning back to Hayden, "hmm," Elizabeth said in a playful tone, "I was wondering if you were a good swimmer," she said with a slight smirk. She was feeling very happy at the moment and would have loved to go for a small swim even if the weather was slightly cold the water would be a bit warm she hoped.



meanwhile...

Phillip finished getting ready he didn't do much he just took quick shower and threw on some jeans with a white blazer. he grabbed a small sack of coins and headed down to the entrance of the school he was feeling slightly nervous he had never done this before.

"Oh am I," she said laughing putting his cloak neatly on the ground and using her wand she was in her black and silver two piece swim suit within seconds. A shiver ran over her bare flesh but she paid it no head as she sirked at Hayden, "Race you," she said but instead of waiting for him she ran ahead.

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Originally Posted by Tiro Victoria whistled as she happily had a shower and combed out the tugs in her hair. She put on a knee-length black skirt and a pale ice blue corset top that left her shoulders bare and made her eyes seem brighter. She had on a black leather jacket and three inch heels to turn the outfit into a killer. Her hair was left down, cascading like show to finish off the emsomble. She had applied a little blue eyeshadow and a thin line of black kohl with eyeliner and she was set. She walked up to meet him as she applied some lipcream. She smiled as she saw him waiting for him. She had on purpose been a few minutes late - her aunt had said that keeping men waiting a few minutes made them glad when you arrived.

Phillip was standing lost in thought when he heard the sound of heals looking up he thought an Angel had been sent down from the heavens above. The light from the window behind her gave her an unearthy glow as she made her way towards him. For a second he thought he had lost his voice he couldn't stop looking at her. He waited for her to come up to level with him, his palms had already begun to sweat.

Tayla walked up to the desk, grabbing a card and sitting back down. She watched as everyone struggled with thier horrid craving. She couldn't help but laugh silently. Tossing her hair behind her shoulders, she carefully flipped it over, seeing an apple. All of a sudden, she wanted an apple. How odd, a craving for human food. She thought, an amused expression on her face.

"Rolls? You know...I think there's one in the forest...but you might have to have a fight first... You think you could fight with flying colors with a craving like that?" She was letting off a little steam teasingly on Skah. Poor guy. She looked around the room. This seemed to be a new thing for the werewolves. She guessed they had very intense hate and need to transform sometimes, but she highly doubted they had ever had a craving like this, especially one where the little blood-filled prey was sitting in front of them and they couldn't take a single step closer. She shrugged to herself. It was their life. They dealt. She craved the pumpkin juice intensly, but the shaking and extreme-withdrawal-from-hel was something that could only occur when her eyes were coal black and she needed blood. Luckily not today.

She wanted to give the professor a high-five. Now the dogs had a taste of it. This expirament scored major points in her mind for the purple-haired prof.

Skah looked at Chanel's lovely face, hiding the pain in his eyes while still biting on his finger so as not to start yelling. He continued to shake until he fell to the floor. Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! he thought to himself over and over, realizing he was going to transform any moment. He heard Chanel's words and regret stabbed him. If this is what she went through... His body gave another convulsive tremble. "Chanel," he said, past the finger in his mouth. His words were a little above a whisper. "I need you to somehow distract... rolls... rolls..." he shook his head and continued to shake. Any moment he was going to change. He wanted those rolls so bad. "Me..." He muttered, trying and failing to pick himself off the ground. In frustration he kicked a chair, causing it to snap in half. Thankfully, the professor wasn't looking in Skah's direction.

"Well, class is almost over. The moment they walk out these doors it'll stop. Do we understand what a vampire goes through now?" he asked Liz, eyebrows raised, scarlet eyes penetrating. Boone hadn't turned over his card. He would do it later, by himself. If he lost control, he would be in trouble. Boone was a master at controlling himself, however and wasn't to worried. He was just playing it safe. Didn't want anyone hurt.

It took Riley a while to turn the card back over. Even when it wasn't staring him in the face, Riley still couldn't stop thinking about cheese.
Terrible Riley, he barely thought, for his mind was clouded with cheddar and blue cheese. He glanced over and noticed Victoria and her friends. They were far better put together than he was. But some of the other students were doing well.
Basil had almost turned over her card before she thought better of it.
This teacher is good, she said in pack speech, smiling at the situation of the class.

"Yes sir," Liz replied looking straight back at him with her glistening topaz eyes then she turned to look towards the werewolves. She really didn't wan't to help them but she also didn't want a pack of werewolves roaming the grounds, "Hey! Werewolves," she whispered, "Skah, Odakata, Roux relax it's almost over! A few more minutes, keep it up." Liz whispered urgently.

o.o.c- well Firefly2007 we're in a class with Boone as the teacher and Boone just gave us cards which give us cravings for human food as strong as blood lust so vamps are used to it werewolves aren't.

Skah looked into Chanel's eyes and told himself he would never do this unless the needs were dire. He knew it was a lie. He let himself get lost in her eyes as they changed colors like a kaleidoscope. Slowly, his shaking slowed untill he was calmer and able to hoist himself back in a seat. He still wanted some delicious bread, smothered with butter, but it was less now. He still allowed himself to look into her eyes and if anyone asked him about this he would say he was merely not trying to transform. A vampire was a good distraction. Skah felt more than that but hoped noone could tell. He continued to look into her eyes untill a bell rung, then he looked promptly down. The craving had stopped and so had his trembles. He grimaced as he forced the next words out. "I'm glad I didn't have to murder anyone," he told Chanel in a low tone. He growled those words. That would be as close as he would ever come to a thankyou. He grabbed his stuff and waited for the teacher to dismiss them.
"Well, that was interesting dontcha think? Now you'll think twice before you make judgements against vampires." How interesting. Boone was very diverse. He started off by telling them vampires were horrid creatures but now he told them not to make any negative conclusions without thinking. Boone always liked to step into other people's shoes. "Well, take a deep breath if that freaked you out to much or if you fainted. I am a teacher so I'm going to give you homework. I want you to write about how you felt whilst under the spell. It can be a poem, story, three sentences for all I care I just want something. Got it? You guys can go to your next class. Nicely done, everyone."

He looked at her. "Sometimes, we do loose control," he said simply and looked to the door. "Especially in closed in spaces." He didn't want to go into details. He had been in a room once. All alone with Odakota's caretaker, the little old woman, and he had been angry. Thank God the hospital was so close by. He looked to the ground, ashamed of what he did all of those years ago. But sometimes it was just impossible to stop yourself, if you felt strongly enough. He heard the homework assignment and grinned. That he could do. Three sentences. Easy! SK walked out of the room and stopped, reflecting on the lesson. Actually thinking. For Skah that was... wow.

He grinned back at her and raised an eyebrow which was blonde colored. Well, now they knew which color his hair was originally even though he hadn't been blonde sense he was ten. "I'm saying there is several ways to look at a single picture. I wouldn't call it... an exscuse because some don't have one. Some kill for sport and fun," he told Chanel, shrugging. There were quite a few rutheless vampires out there. "Others still actually fight their other side and prey on animals. Must be hard."