OOC:
Hahaha ohhhh yes <3

And, have we skipped lunch? If not...We should just do it from there. :D

((Sounds good. XD))

When the bell for lunch finally rang, Fang quickly made his way to the Mess Hall, being one of the first ones in line, and sitting at an empty table with his tray and his notebook. He absently picked at his food, but focused more of his attention on the detailed drawing in his book. It was a feather, a simple, creamy white feather. He sighed and turned to the background. Holding the feather was a feminine hand. Behind that, snow. He didn't understand why he had put the snow there, he just had.

((What is up with him and that notebook?! XD *gigglesnort*))

OOC:
Hehe. *Gigglesnorts back*

BIC:

"What was up with you, after Sexyyyyy Education." Nikki rolled her eyes as Lizzie referred to the class as 'sexy' only because Fang was in it.
"Would you stop calling him that? The last thing he needs, is an ego boost." They walked inside the now crowded cafeteria, and Nikki once again got annoyed by a comment from Lizzie.
"Why don't we - or maybe just you - go sit by Fang. He seems to like you, since he kissed your hand. What normal friend type relationship would have those types of gestures?"
And, once again, Nikki rolled her eyes.
"First of all, he's not normal. Second, I don't want to talk to him." Nikki didn't understand why, but she still had his feather. Maybe it was because she planned to inspect it later, for anything that will give her a clue of what he was. 
 A Fallen Angel? Please. He was a fluke.
"...so I really think you should get to know the hot new guy." Lizzie was saying, always referring to Fang with some type of deion on his features, in this case, 'hot'. Before Nikki realized it, Lizzie started pushing her to the table where Fang sat. Finally, when they got there, Lizzie sat down across from him, and forced Nikki down too. Flirtasiously, (Can't. Spell.) she layed a elbow on the table, resting her chin on her hand while the other reached over at his notebook.
"Watcha drawing, there?" She asked, softly.

While Lizzie glanced at the drawing, a flirty smirk became plastered on her face.
And, once again, Nikki rolled her eyes out of annoyance.
"Creative." Lizzie complimented, staring at it for a moment, as Nikki conversed with Fang. He's teasing me...
Nikki thought to herself. Was he happy that she was getting close to what he really was? Wasn't he at all confused like she was about the fact that only she can see his wings?
Why was he so amused by this?
"Actually, yes." Nikki finally found the words to say, while stealing a glance at the note book Lizzie was holding. Only a glance, but that was just enough to be put in shock. A feminine hand, holding a feather.
Didn't that just happen in the class they were in? With her?
He can't possibly be drawing me...
While Nikki found herself staring, still shocked, Lizzie asked,
"Does it mean something?"

OOC:
It's alright.
And, I'm able to be on for a bit~

"Not unless you want it to, hot stuff." He teased, holding back laughter. He reached over and tore a bit of paper off the corner of on of the blank pages in his notebook and quickly wrote the note before flicking it to Nikki. "Central park, sunset." Was all it said. He was interested in hearing her thoughts about his confession.

((Yay! And con someone please tell me why I cant seem to write a real post. >.< I used to be able to write whole pages and now its just...blegh.))

OOC:
It's alright!
What helps me is, I make goals. As in, with Lolalover, I force myself to make at least 400 words or more on a document - and describe ANYTHING that I can. If you do stuff like that, it really starts to help. :D At least it's really helped with me.
But, my opinion is, it doesn't matter how long your posts are. Yours a just a bit shorter then mine, but your still the one making things happen. So really, they aren't fails. Mine are, technically.
^^ Sorry haha. I always ramble because I get all mushy wanting everyone to feel good about their selves and what not -.-

So, Fang gave Nikki the paper right? And is he still there, or did he walk away?

50TH POST <3

OOC:
SOrry this took long. Watching a movieee <3

Wanna time skip? After school? I can start the post when I say how she walks to the park to meet him^^

"She sure is..." Nikki muttered under her breath at Fang's comment to Lindsey. Lindsey acted as though she didn't hear the comment as she winked and said,
"Only one way to find out, new boy." And with that, the bell rang. Saying that it was time for classes once again. "See you." She said to Fang before walking away, without waiting for Nikki. Nikki chose not to look at Fang as she walked away.

~

Throughout the rest of the classes, Nikki couldn't help but wonder why Fang wanted to meet her at the park. Part of her said she shouldn't go, but of course, part of her was dieing to. Dieing to figure out what was different about him.

Dieing to find out why she could see his wings and no one else.
She refused to believe he was a fallen angel. Or an angel at all.
By the end of the day, she decided to go to Central Park to at the time he wrote on the piece of paper.

-TIMESKIIIIIP-

The sun was setting. Nikki sat in a dark blue bench that was in front of a garden. As she waited for the new kid to show himself, she got up from the bench and turned around to look at the scenery. Who ever did it was very talented with it.
At least she thought at the time, since she was trying to get her mind off of how she was actually nervous about this meeting.

Fang slipped silently up behind Nikki and wrapped one wing around her with a playful grin. "So you actually showed, Angel?" He glanced at the packet of poky-sticks in his hand.

((SO SORRY. Such a fail post. I am half asleep and got the worst case of writers block ever. But...uh...could they play the poky-game? -look it up-))