Grinning almost wickedly, Faythe leaned against the bleachers again and put on a thinking face. "It depends, i'v wanted to see that movie for a bit. But call me dollface again and we might have problems." She teased. She was a bit surprised that she even considered going to the movies with him, seeing as he was not her type. But something about him, perhaps it was his ability to make her laugh or the side of danger he presented that attracted her to him. "Sure i'll go, what time?" She asked curiously.

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Dimitri stared at Christian for a second, beyond surprised that Courtney was suddenly so attached to the human. Taking a step back so he was standing beside Alyssa, he gave her a 'what the heck just happened' look, shaking his head slightly. Pushing back some of his bangs that landed in his eyes, he watched as the vampire spilled what she was to the human, and was interested in how to poor human would react. 

"Yeah, right. And I'm in a magical world with werewolves, too." Chrisian laughed at the thought of it.

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Alyssa, stunned by his answer, turned into a wereworlf right before his eyes. "Yeah, what now," Alyssa said. She whipered," Racist person against werewolves...."

"Cool. Um, 9-ish good for you? Otherwise I can buy other tickets. Doolllfffaaaacce." He teased. "Saw that movie six times, but hey, it's good." He smiled, his ecstasy in her answer present in his eyes.

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 "Well, would you like me to draw blood and freak out over it, draning your lifeless corpse and hurling it over the wayside? You would be wise to not understimate me or the shapeshifters, unless you would like to deserve an early death sentence. Rather, if you behave, I think we could be friends." Or more, she thought to herself. But her thoughts were easy to see on her face.

"OK. Sorry. By the way, what does blood-pact mean? Is it going to hurt or something? Or is it going to be like a shot?"he said cautiously.

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Alyssa went into blend-mode. She didn't know whether to be frightened or what. Courtney was getting into conversations with the mortal.

"OK. Sorry. By the way, what does blood-pact mean? Is it going to hurt or something? Or is it going to be like a shot?"he said cautiously.

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Alyssa went into blend-mode. She didn't know whether to be frightened or what. Courtney was getting into conversations with the mortal.

((That was weird...))

((Nothing happening to Aaron now.))

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"Yes, it will hurt like nothing you have ever felt. Or ever will feel, for that matter. But, I am sure you won't mind." She showed Christian her fangs. "I try to make it as painless as possible though. First, I break your leg, to numb it. Then, I bite your leg, and take care of the mess." She smiled. "Sounds good?" She laughed hysterically.

"Haha,"Christian joked. "How about you break my arms, too. Unresistible offer, right."

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((Nothing happened to Alyssa))

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She gave him a sharp look, and her voice was cold and hard. "I don't like to hurt people, human."

"I was kidding. Believe me, I don't want to get hurt, either."

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Alyssa said", I don't blame you.

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"You better hope you were kidding. Actually, never kid with anything that has you on it's menu." She coldly replied. "I don't have to let you live."

Faythe chuckled at the look on his face, and boxed his ears softly for the name. "You might have seen the movie six times, but this time your going with me, so it will be more fun." She teased, leaning her head on his shoulder and grinning mischievously. "Nine is fine, as long as i'm home before twelve my pops is good with it." Suddenly the ear piercing wail of the bell rang, and she groaned slightly. "Today would be a good day to skip." She muttered, but knew she could nit unless she wanted her father ticked off. "Guess i'll see you tonight." Getting out a small sheet of paper, she wrote her number on it and held it out for him. 

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Dimitri watched the conversations between the human and vampire, a slightly horrified look on his face. Looking at the portal once more, he watched as teenagers traveled past the entrance, oblivious to the world beside their own. He decided then and there that tomorrow night he would travel over to find a human willing to go back to the world to create a blood pact. "Have fun with lunch." He muttered to Courtney, then grinned at Christian evilly. "Watch your neck human, never know what might take a bite out of it." Shifting into his wolf form and standing on his hind legs to get a better sniff of the air without the reek of human, he looked down almost two feet and snarled at Christian before bolting into the woods, following Alyssa by scent. 

"Cool. Later. Pick you up soon, dollface." He swiftly left the gym, but not without planting a brief kiss on her cheek. "Don't get run over before I see you tonight."
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"Aw. I'm not gonna eat him." She teased Dimitri. "Adieu, shifters." She whispered as they left. "Take care."

((How exactly do I go about making a blood pact?))

Faythe grinned over her shoulder at him and went to her locker to grab her books. Once there, she let her head fall against the locker, a content, almost smug look on her face. She ignored the normal jibes for once thrown at her and opened the locker, grabbing the history book and math book before heading off to cl*censored*. She was in a way unsure what had happened in the last fifteen minutes but she like it. 

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(Cant do anything with him)

((Pretty much it's where you take them to the Ancient temple (you can name it) that serves as their church, even thought they do not have the same God/Gods as the humans do. There they pretty much just speak ancient words and slice both palms, placing them together and transferring blood. Yeah, I made that up, but I guess it will work. They can feel some sort of power being transfered.))

((Cool. Temple Ujawandi. Or Temple Uja, for short. Lol.))

Before he left the premises of the school, he looked at the cars. Time to go shopping. Hmm. The pick-up truck... ooh. Red Corvette.... No. This one, here. He loaded into the all new black Mustang GT. He hotwired the automobile, and smiled as he shot off. No one saw him.

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((Waiting for Easily...))

((Thats name good!))

Tapping her pencil impatiently while watching the clock, Faythe now remembered why she really hated math. The subject was hard and complected and she really hated it. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the last bell for school rang and she hopped out of her desk like a shot rabbit. Placing her books in her locker, she was suddenly rudely pushed into the steel doors, creating a resounding thunk and laughter. Groaning, she turned a death glare on Sylvia, the team captain of the cheer squad. Taking in a deep breath to calm herself, she was thinking of walking away to stay away from detention. But the condescending smirk on Sylvia's face asked for a punch, and thats what it got. After a hour of detention, and another fifteen minutes at the nurse to make sure she did not have a concussion, Faythe finally made it home to clean up. Looking int the mirror she groaned in horror, a large bruise had formed on her cheek bone and disappeared behind her ear, turning a deep purple. Huffing, she got ready for the night, already feeling better about the whole situation. She was going out with a hot guy, and Sylvia was in the hospital with a broken nose, a nice way to end the day. Ignoring her fathers huff, she sat out on the front porch= while enjoying the feeling of the wind over her sore face. 

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((Got to go, bye.)) 

Aaron drove up in his stolen car. The dramatic moonlight cast a brilliant glow on the black Mustang. He stepped out of the car, and put out his cigarrette, taking a much-needed breath of fresh air. He took the black and red roses out of the car, and his face lit up when he saw Faythe.
"You look stunning, except, you got something right there." He said, pointing at the bruise. "Here, lemme kiss it and make it better." He bent over, and sweetly kissed her purple spot, his satin lips smothering the surface of her cheek. "I hope that didn't hurt all that bad." He smiled. "I'm not one for romance, but hey, brought you some roses, for all it's worth. Well, I wouldn't say bought..." he smirked. He sat next to her on her porch.

"Hey, let's get you into the car." He said, motioning towards the convertible sports car. He grabbed her hand to help her up, and brought her to the pssenger side. He opened her door, and helped her in her seat, then closing the door. "There ya go. All set." He got into his seat, not buckling his seat belt, and they were off.

((Thats fine NightmareDream. If you want, your Nightmare can either speak to Courtney and Christian who are at the portal, or Dimitri and Alyssa who are in the woods. Or he can be on his own / in the human world. Your human can be just about anywhere. Just jump in!))

Faythe stroked the interior of the car, her eyes at awe of the sheer awesome of the vehicle. "Why do I get the feeling this is not yours." She teased, a wide grin spreading across her face, or as far as she could until it hurt. "Thank you." She whispered finally, looking down at the roses. "Don't feel bad, i'm not one for romantics either." Chuckling evilly at the remembrance of the only guy who ever tried to flirt with her, and ended up in the hospital. "Guess we'll learn eh?" Leaning her head against the head rest, she let the wind ruffle her hair and closed her eyes. "I never did catch your last name. Might as well know it in case you decide to dump my useless corpse in the dumpster at the end of this." She mused. "Not that it'll do me much good, but hey."

((Oh, and I created another character, a Nightmare, because everyone the number were uneven. I'll add him soon.))