Post by mistic395 on Sept 9, 2017 17:12:46 GMT -5
School had been in for a few weeks when the young girl entered the hall way. She glanced around, her black locks partially concealing blue eyes. Dark gothic style clothing clung to her form, the dress leading many to think either a freak or a rich girl. In truth, a bit of both. You see, Amelia Dante was the daughter of a wealthy fashion designer and his wife who modeled for his company. Amelia was also a bit of a freak to others due to her fascination with vampires. This had caused her parents to transfer her to a different school as she had been the victim of abuse at her previous school. As a result, the normal outgoing girl had become withdrawn, and had begun wearing black. AS she walked, she glanced around, her stunning blue eyes scanning the faces of those she passed as she headed to the office to gain her class schedule. As she exited said office she paused briefly to dust her black pants off. The pants were snug with laces running up the sides as though held together like a shoe. Her top was a black halter top with rips sporadically through the body, the whole thing covered by lace. Her long black hair ran down to her hips, silky and smooth as she struggled to keep it at her mothers demands.
A soft sigh escaped her lips as she moved to find her locker. As she walked past a group of girls, she glanced their way then back ahead, only to hear them call her a freak. A few guys near by wolf whistled at her, but she walked past them without even a glance. As she reached her locker, she closed her eyes and opened them before putting her few items in her locker and collecting the books that were in there for her first class, though she had little clue where it was. As she closed her locker, she turned and actually bumped into someone, stumbling back slightly, causing her to fall on her bottom and drop everything. As she sat there a little dazed she glanced up into the eyes of the person she had bumped into.