(Since my profile is up on the first page I'm assuming its ok to go ahead and post? Sorry if its not.)

A black hummer sped into the school parking lot and screeched to a halt in a parking space strangely enough labeled "Assistant Principle". It was strange, bulky, and out of place among the shiny new sports cars and other expensive vehicles. Nyx stepped out and surveyed her new school and "victims." Smirking still at all the plans she had, she went and got her things from the back. She had an old fashioned trunk complete with a lock, and book bag and a suitcase. Throwing her book bag, and suitcase to the people whose job it was to help carrying student's things in, she walked into the main lobby. Ignoring of course their protest of her taking a parking spot that quite obviously wasn't hers. She wouldn't let anyone touch the trunk of course. Wheels on the bottom allowed her to push it in. Since she was rather short, and the office desk was rather tall she climbed up on the trunk and stood there waiting quietly until the lady looked up. The lady seemed quite startled to see someone standing there who hadn't been there a second before. "Nicolai Cross?" she said waiting to be given her room number. After a few seconds the woman said "Room 218."
"Thank ye Ma'am!" she said with a devilish grin as she jumped off the trunk and headed towards her room. She dragged the trunk into the room and took her other things from the people, who were still trying to scold her. Without a backwards glance she took her things and closed the door. Immediately she moved the trunk to the foot of her bed and started taking things out. In about an hour the room would undergo and complete transformation, thanks to one great invention: posters! There was one other bed on the other side of the room, so she assumed this was meant for two people.

[[oh no prob go ahead =D]]

[[Also, we need a little more character interaction sooo if you can just bump your characters into others that would be nice xD]]

[[O: BUMP INTO ME. Your room is right next to mine. We can create mass chaos and havoc >D ]]

((This should prove to be most interesting.))

Amara opened her door slowly, her bags placed neatly by her bed. She moved to grab the biggest of the luggage and stopped abruptly, a smile growing like a vine across her face, graceful and unique. Her eyes glittered as she looked up at the reason she had stopped; the light was so beautiful-the light coming through the window. As Amara walked closer to the window, she soon realised that she might have had the best view in the school. She was sure that the light would always be perfect, and that the room would always be perfect.

Ayako walked back inside from where she had been on the lawn. She opened the door to her room and stepped inside. Where's my stuff? She thought to herself. There was things that didn't belong to her lying on the floor. She walked over to the other side of the bed and looked under the bed for her stuff. It wasen't there. She walked back outside on the room and looked at the door number. "Oops!" She exclaimed. She was still standing halfway in the room.

[[ Lol. Whose room are you in? ]]

[Mass chaos and havoc sounds like fun...]

Nyx stepped out of her room, carrying along a somewhat bulky bag. She was about to go past the room next to hers and towards the teacher's lounge, when she bumped into a girl with black and blue hair going in the opposite direction.

[*cough*Eserel*cough*]

Eyes now turned toward the floor, Amara turned to stare at her closed door; she didn't like it. It made her feela little too claustrophobic-which was a rare thing for her. Her legs forced her onto her bed, and as she sat she wondered how long it would be before the other dorm next door would be occupied. Surely not too long...I hope.Her thoughts raced. To distract herself she grabbed the largest suitcase and pulled it closer, opening it and removing one of the many books. It was a book on vampires; she quite enjoyed these ones.

Eserel almost screamed in surprise and her bag almost fell off her shoulders. She gripped her messenger bag tighter and glared at the girl. "You don't realize how much my bag is worth, let alone the stuff inside it? This is my only connection to civilization. To anything that resembles life. Honestly, technology beats this stupid school any day."

Eserel scanned the girl with her eyes. "You have some sort of potential," she said with great pleasure and a smug smirk. As she held out her other hand that was not gripping her bag, "Names Ez. Who are you? And what are you?"

"Sorry mate!" the girl said, a bit of her strange mix of accents showing through. "You should get a better bag for that sort of thing." 'Potential' she thought as she tilted her head to the side at this last comment. She took the girl's hand "Who and what am I? The name's Nicolai but you can call me Nyx. I am....a master of the art of mischief." she said adding a dramatic pause. "I'm going to pay a visit to the teacher's lounge to thank them for accepting me at this wonderful school." she said with as much sarcasm as she could. When she pulled her hand away from Ez's it was covered in blood. It was fake, but the girl might or might not know that. She held the blood pump, concealed, in her other hand. Classic Halloween prank. But then....it only worked if the person in question is afraid of blood. 'Worked rather well on the school nurses last time.' she thought.

Ez simply rolled her eyes and wiped the scarlet water on the other girls sleeve. "Nice to meet you Nyx, maybe mischief in the real world, but internet and all things electric are mine. Maybe next time make it with sugar and food coloring, then you can drink it after. I'll tag along, maybe I can raid their fridge."

Ez swung her bag over her neck and let it hang diagonally so it wouldn't slip next time. "And thanks, but my bag is perfectly fine."

Nyx thought to herself 'Hmm...she's a bit of a smartass...but then so am I at times.' She would have been upset about her bloodied shirt sleeve if she hadn't been planning to be covered in similar ammounts of blood within a few minutes. "The sugar would make the texture more real." She said thoughtfully as she turned and walked down the long hallway to the teacher's lounge. Nyx looked both ways down the hallway perpendicular to the end of the current one. After opening the door a crack and peering inside to make sure no one was already there she stepped inside. It was a large room with a counter and fridge on one side. The counter was lined with appliances. A leather coach and chairs sat in one corner around a coffee table stacked with books. She set her bag down on the table and opened it up. The first thing she pulled out was a pair of boots with plastic tubes going from the soles to plastic containers attached to the back. These were of course filled with more blood. Nyx made her way around the room leaving bloody boot prints on the nice white carpet. After making a horrible mess with that she started on the walls, leaving hand print after hand print. She'd put covers on her fingers earlier so no prints could be used against her. Once it looked like a right murder scene she went to add the finishing touch. She walked back to her bag and said "I think the anatomy lab is going to be missing something today." as she took a very realistic, but very fake arm used for practice dissections out of the bag. She held it up as an artist might hold up a pencil when sketching something. She muttered to herself about placement of the arm and finally decided on leaving a bit of it poking out from under the couch. "You're welcome to add something if you want. Say, you said you know your way around electronics right? What do you know about school security cameras?" she said to Ez.

((I would say that the arm was real, but that would be a bit much, even for her.))

Ez stuck her head out of the fridge with a crimson apple in her mouth. She bit the rest of the way through and let the rest of the apple fall into her hand. "Sure. Tons. Its an old system, easy to make it freeze and glitch."

She sat on the couch with the arm under it. She pulled out her labtop and foldable keyboard out of her bag. She took another bite of her apple and set to work. "Bye simply removing the time code, it freezes all together. It is confused and doesn't know how long its running. But of course, the code is in the core, the nucleus, of the coding. Take all but five minutes or so. Then we will become ghosts and won't be seen. I can even remove since the time we came in here," she spoke as she tapped the rubber keys. When she as done, she finished off the apple and sent a ton of viagra spam and other annoying adds to the staff. Leaving the apple core on the center coffee table, Ez stuck her electronics back into her bag and stood up. "All done. Wanna jet?"

[[Lol. I have no idea if the stuff I typed is true or not, I just made some stuff up. ]]

Amara shuddered and finally snapped the book shut; she'd always squealed and squirmed when reading this book. Setting it carefully on top of her pillow, Amara jumped off the bed-it was time to explore the school more.

As Amara walked she seemed to notice that a few more students had arrived, but she wasn't about to interrupt their conversations with each other. Taking out her schedule she decided to look for her classes, but she was having more trouble than she thought she would.