(Thanks) Vincent sighed. "Yes, thats all pretty normal." he turned and motioned towards Angel's room. "Well, tommorow is a big day." Vincent put on a goofy smile "My little girls first day of school, oh Im soooooo excited." he made some fake fussing around sounds. "*sniff* Oh they grow up so fast, I'm so proud! *sniff*." he held up hi hankerkeif from his pocket and dabbed his dry eyes.

(Guess I'll join then...yep.)

(Who-Ray!) (Yeah, just post a description and an intro for you charrie, yeah....)

Name: James
Age: 16
Appearance: Blonde hair with blue eyes. He wears a black tanktop and is extremely pale. His jeans are a faded blue and he wears white sneakers. He's really tall and thin and his eyes have slight circles benath them, caused by recurring insomnia.
Personality: He's very fearful and cautious, managing to overreact to things that scare him to the point of bashing someone's skull in with a metal pipe or some other blunt or sharp object that happens to be lying around. He's very poetic and keeps a diary, usually writing down his rather dark and bloody dreams and basic suicidal thoughts. The only thing that keeps him from killing himself is his fear of dieing. He has hallucinations and sometimes believes people are monsters. He takes pills for that....sometimes.

(Hooray for James)

Angel rolled her eyes and took his hankerkeif, "Good night Father Ill be making breakfast tomorrow." she smirked then throw his hankerkeif in the bin.

Vincent smiled then relised she had thrown away his hankercheif and quickly began sifting through garbage to find it. "Noooooooes!"

The next morning angel woke and began breakfeast, "Eggs and bacon..." She looked over at Vincent, "Hey wake up you lazy bum or I get all the food." she kicked him softly.

Vincent was suddenly at the table staking his claim faster than should have been possable for a man as thin as him.

angel laughed, "So what should I refer to you as Mr. Vincent or Father?"

Vincent thought to himself for a second tapping his chin and making dramatic thinking sounds such as "Hmmmm," And "UUUUUUUUngh!" ending with "Duuuuuu(Lots more u'S) eR-Hey!" He snapped his fingers "I got it, from now on you shall know me as "Mr. Vincent, the valent, the brave, the courages, the allmighty master of the apartment and very handsome!" He stuck a peice of bacon with a fork and hel it up as a king would hold his jeweled staff."

Angel throw her spoon at him, "I shall call you father, since you gave me life a new life," She gave a tilted smile. "Now Im ready shall we head to school?"

Vincent walked with Angel on her way to school beacause it wasn't to far away he had ben silent for awhile, he had a cold look in his eyes as he stared straight infront of him. "Rose, call me Dad instead..." he was silent again.

she jumped, "Alright, dad... why are you..." right then she bumped into someone causing her to fall back.

James jumped slightly, stumbling to the side in an attempt to stay on his feet. He turned his blue eyes onto Angel, blinking at her with slight fear. He gulped slightly, looking at her and then Vincent. He'd never seen these two before.

"Ah! My tush" she reached her hand to the blue eyed boy, "Mind giving a girl a hand?"

James blinked at Angel, backing up slightly. "I-- I don't-- I'm sorry!" he said, turning, and bolting for the side of teh school, eyes wild and filled with fear.

Vincent had left already. As was his fashion while he was in one off his moods. Making it a good thing Angel coulndt see threw his dark sunglasses. He tipped his (godamnit!) hat farther down his forhead as if suddenly parinoid.

angel just shook her head standing up and heading to school. Before she was close she checked to make sure her ears and tail hadn't popped out when she fell, "well thats good now to find the office..."

James huddled against the side of a dingy dumpster, clutching the item he always hid beneath it to his chest; a small, sharp, dirty knife. He gulped, listening for any footsteps. There were none. He sighed shakily, turning and sliding himself onto his stomach. Carefully, he slid the small knife back under the metal container. He pushed himself up, turning and looking at the back door to the school, wondering if the janitor minded sharing his entrance again.

Name: Simon
age: 15
sex: Male
apperance: (He wears a treanch coat but also has a pink bow on the right side of his head)
background: Simon was raised by women. As a child, his parents died and he was put into an all girl orphanage beacause the boy and mixed ophanages were full.

Simon walked to the school he was about to begin. His cheeks full of color. The pink bow in his dark hair bounced with his every giddy step. He did a quick twirl before opening the front door. He looked around then pulled a crinkled paper map from his pocket. He looked up at the office door and began walking to it. Simon marveled at the beauty of the building.

Angel walked around lost until she saw a boy with a bow in his hair, "Hm,... Excuse me can you help me?"

Simon turned to her and smi(GODDAMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!KEEEEEELL YOU! !!!!!!)led at her pleasntly "Why of course" Their were touches of blush on his pale cheeks. "What does you need help with you?"

Angel giggled abit then smiled, "I need to find the office, my no good dad ditched me." she laughed alittle then gave him a sweet smile.

Simon smiled and giggled too. "thats were I'm going too, you can come with me." -^^-