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[b][color=9e0b0f]Location:[/color][/b] Amelia & Ananya's dorm room
[b][color=Wheat]Interacting with:[/color][/b] | Each other[sub][@Legion02][@Aewin][/sub] | [color=8493ca]Mrs Lovelace[/color] [sub][@lovely complex][/sub] | [color=662d91]Lucas[/color] & [color=a0410d]Lana[/color] |
[b][color=9e0b0f]Horrible → Worried → Concerned → Curious → Interested → Very Curious & Surprised → Investegative → Concerned → Happy[/color][/b]
[b][color=Wheat]Drowsy → Confused → Tired → Flushed → Embarrassed → Hesitant → Grateful → Anxious → Contemplative → Nervous[/color][/b][/center][hr]
The first thing Ananya noticed when she awoke was that throbbing pain in the back of her head. It was unlike what Ananya had ever experienced before. Her eyelids felt heavy, and the ringing in her ear never seemed to stop. Groaning, she sat up on the bed, the blanket falling off her body as she peered towards her ringing alarm clock. [color=wheat]"So that's the ringing..."[/color] She muttered, reaching out and slamming the clock from the stand, causing it to fall onto the ground with an audible crack. The sudden sound caused the Nag to wince, her eyes still squinting at the somewhat opened windows in front of her. 

Ananya groaned, rubbing her head as she tried looking for anything that could soothe her parched throat. [color=wheat]"How'd I...?"[/color] Ananya looked around the room, rubbing her forehead as she tried racking her brain for the events of the previous night. It wasn't like she remembered nothing, it came more in little snippets, the rest being too blurry to totally make out what the hell was going on. Ananya remembered getting dropped off at Delirium, then finding Lucas and lying to his face about her purpose for being there. Ananya cringed at her lie. How could she have thought she could've gotten away with that? Anyway... then she remembered drinks... loads of it, and then that's when things got hazy. [color=wheat]"Wait, why are my clothes so messy?"[/color]

Amelia had, quite possibly, the worst night of her life behind her. For starters, she could barely fall asleep as she discovered just how much she could cry. How did she fall this low? Was it so easy to fall towards her other side? To give in to her nature? She did horrible things to Sylvia. Basically using and seducing her but thinking nothing more of her as a walking, breathing, warmed-up blood bag. How could she think like that about people!? When she finally nightmares kept plaguing her. Mostly of her father, who’d sent her to Delphina on the ground of her villainous behavior. She screamed and kicked but the burned out husk of the Delphina school still dragged her in. Towards the darkness.

At 5 in the morning, she shot up in cold sweat, crying out. After that, her immediate thought was to worry. About Ananya. Lucas had carried her and the girl seemed to smell as much as booze as Lucas did. The last thing Amelia wanted was to accidentally wake the girl up. But she seemed to be sleeping straight through it. At least the vampiress had that going for her. But sleeping wasn’t an option. So instead she went to the kitchen.

Following hours she was filling by watching Disney movies (with her headset, so not to wake Ananya) as she lips synced all the songs. If she knew them or not, it didn’t matter to her. She just went along with it. She kept sitting on her bed, but with arms flailing and ‘dancing’ to the music. When she wasn’t singing, she was eating ice cream drowned in chocolate syrup. For just a few hours she wanted to be happy. Even if that happiness was entirely synthetic.

But then Ananya woke up. Amelia didn’t see that until she heard a loud bang of an object falling to the ground. She turned around and saw her roommate just wincing at the sound. Amelia took off her headphones and immediately went to her cabinet. As student nurse, she always had some medical supplies on hand. Right after Ananya asked why her clothes were so messy, the blonde put a glass with a painkiller next to it on Ananya nightstand. [color=9e0b0f]“Take it and down the glass. You’ll feel better.”[/color] She said to the Indian girl after which she walked back to her bed and sat cross-legged. “Can’t really answer why your clothes are dirty.” She admitted. Though she was very curious herself. Well, she did mean how the answer would start: Lucas. But what did he do? [color=9e0b0f]“Lucas carried you in. That’s how you got here. I didn’t know my roomie knew the big bad puppy of Delphina.”[/color] She carefully joked. [color=9e0b0f]“What happened last night? Looks like you had quite a party.”[/color]

Ananya grimaced as the sound caused Amelia to stop watching her movie. She uttered a low thank you as Ananya took the painkiller and glass of water, tossing the pills into her open mouth before washing it down with liquid heaven. [color=wheat]"Oh thank you, god, I needed that so much."[/color] She spoke after a minute once she felt like her throat was willing to cooperate more. [color=wheat]"Puppy? Lucas isn't anywhere as cute and innocent as a puppy."[/color] She huffed, before groaning as she attempted to slide out of her warm bed. 

[color=wheat]"I just met him yesterday at that party. I wanted to check out the party and hopefully get a couple names to choose from for the tournament, but Lucas caught me out in my lie. I told him I knew Gianna."[/color] Ananya paused for a minute, waiting for Amelia's reaction as she checked through her drawers for a fresh change of clothes. [color=wheat]"Still brought me inside though, dunno why. He got me drunk, and I can't remember much after that."[/color] Pulling out a pink tank with a long black skirt, Ananya folded them and placed them to the side. [color=wheat]"Did anything happen last night? You don't look so good."[/color] She nodded towards Amelia's somewhat puffy eyes.

Amelia winced when she heard Ananya claimed she knew Gianna. That was just a bad idea all around. Nothing good came of it. Amelia never met the queen of Delphina. She saw her, though, sometimes. The worst thing, though, was what she heard. She fully realized that not all gossips should be believed. But when so many people talked about one woman and all had the same story, how much of it were lies and what was truth? [color=9e0b0f]“That probably wasn’t such a good idea. They don’t call him Gianna’s puppy for nothing. If what they say is true, that guy would beat someone bloody if she just wants it.”[/color] Amelia explained.

[color=9e0b0f]“I-I’m okay”[/color] [i]I bit someone and it made her.. wobbly on her feet. After we confessed to her supposed lover. Which wasn’t that mad. I then proceeded to do it again when I got drunk. On the dancefloor. Oh but before I bit her I played with her as if she was nothing but a sentient toy. As cherry on the pie I was such a coward that, when I realized what I was doing, I just run and left her out on the dancefloor with nobody she knew. I’m horrible.[/i] [color=9e0b0f]“Sort of.”[/color]

[color=9e0b0f]“But… wait. Hold on! He asked you inside? Like… what? Did he drag you before Gianna? Did she get you drunk? I mean, you should tell an councilor if they forced you to do drink!”[/color] Amelia immediately kicked into worried gear. Her most natural state. As well as the easiest way to surpress her own guilt. She’d have to talk to Sylvia. On the dancefloor she may have been a coward, but now she’d have to live up to her choices. Still, she sincerely hoped it wasn’t the case. She did expect Lucas to be capable of forcing a girl to drink. But the vampiress just hoped her roommie hadn’t gone through some sort of hell or something. It would certaintly explain the dirty clothes. Or at least start explaining it.

Ananya's eyes narrowed at Amelia's vague answer. Part of her wanted to push the girl into telling her what was bothering her, but she wasn't sure whether they could be considered close enough for Ananya's interest in the matter to be anything other than annoying or in bad taste. Maybe it would be best to leave it; let the vampire say it when she's ready. Nodding to herself as if silently agreeing, Ananya then returned to sit on her bed, facing the blonde. [color=wheat]"I don't want to seem insensitive but if there is something that is bothering you, you can tell me. I'd be happy to help, even as just a listening ear."[/color] Ananya added a hesitant smile at the end, unsure how the vampire would take her concern. She waited for a moment before answering her questions, speaking up a little louder as she could feel her headache slowly recede.

[color=wheat]"No, I-uh, never met Gianna. Um, he did sorta force me to drink at first but I suppose I decided to keep going, going by how much my head hurts and how little I remember about the night before."[/color] She then laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. [color=wheat]"My feet do feel a bit sore though, and I briefly remember dancing."[/color] She then looked down at her dress, her thumb brushing against the dirt marks. [color=wheat]"I guess after that I went outside? But I don't know what I'd be doing to make my dress so dirty. And I can't even find my boots I wore last night... Did I even wear my shoes back to our room?"[/color] Ananya tilted her head.

[color=9e0b0f]“Thanks.”[/color] Amelia gave Ananya a sincere smile. But it felt quite strange to be offered help, as she always was the helper. Not that it felt bad in any way. It was just a new feeling. One she didn’t think she was worthy of. Especially not after what she did. Venting wouldn’t help, only living up to the consequences would. [color=9e0b0f]“It’s not insensitive. It’s actually really nice.”[/color] A master in turning around conversations. That she did learn from her father. She turned Ananya’s care into praise for the Indian girl. And it should be praised. It was a good thing to do, caring for one another.

[color=9e0b0f]“Yeah, Delirium has a wicked dancing floor.”[/color] A flash of Sylvia and her there went through Amelia’s head, immediately making her face a little darker looking. [color=9e0b0f]“You went outside? Well, that’s a start. You don’t happen to know where you went, do you?”[/color] Of course Amelia was super interested now. Where did Lucas lead her too? Some villainous lair? That wouldn’t explain the dirt. There aren’t that many places left in New York where you could find actual dirt. How deep down the rabbit hole did Lucas get the poor girl that she remembered this little of last night? [color=9e0b0f]“You didn’t have shoes on, or with you. I’m sure they’ll turn up.”[/color]

Ananya's cheeks grew dark at the praise, and she cleared her throat while avoiding eye contact. She wasn't used to praise, so she always reacted awkwardly when someone decides to compliment her. [color=wheat]"Thanks? I, erm- it's good to that people care about you, y'know? I may have only known you for a few hours at tops, but you're still my roommate and I care."[/color] Ananya bit down at her lip to stop herself from rambling.

[color=wheat]"Erm,"[/color] She paused, closing her eyes so she could think. Where did they go? Now that was the million dollar question. She forgot about her boots as she racked her brain for any ideas, but the dirt on her clothes could've been from anywhere! [color=wheat]"I remember getting up on a tree. Like, sliding on it. So it's safe to say something forced me to shift, which might be the reason why my clothes are dirty?"[/color] There was still a dull ache in her bones, the sign that usually reminds her of her recent shift, only this time she couldn't exactly remember what happened, except that [i]something[/i] happened.

[color=9e0b0f]“Shift?”[/color] Amelia had no clue what the girl meant with shift. Well, she had some clue. Shifting was the term supers used who could transform into something. She knew this because, technically, she’s a shifter too. But she never shifted into her Elder Form. She didn’t want to. Ever. It was the symbol of giving in to her vampiric nature. Still, she was curious. [color=9e0b0f]“Does it hurt? I mean, the shifting?”[/color] She could have asked into what she shifted. In hindsight, she actually thought that would be a more polite question. But it would seem curiosity kept winning out from her. She could only hope her roomie wouldn’t take offense in it. Because she sincerely didn’t mean any.

[color=9e0b0f]“Well, there aren’t that many trees in Manhattan.”[/color] Amelia started, visibly pondering on the situation. There were a few parks with trees. Manhattan wasn’t entirely devoid from green. But most parks closed at night. [color=9e0b0f]“Did… did you climb a fence? Or something? I mean, the only trees there are, are in parks. And –euhm- those close at night…”[/color] Did she really break into a park at night? Amelia sincerely hoped she didn’t. The girl seemed to be in a pretty confused state about it all. Maybe if the hangover resides a little would she remember anything? But that could only happen if she wasn’t too far off on the night itself. 

Does it hurt? Ananya rubbed her elbow, squeezing down gently at the skin with a hiss. [color=wheat]"Sort of, I mean I've shifted enough so it doesn't hurt as much - or I guess I'm just used to it? It's the lingering pain afterwards. That's how I know I shifted last night."[/color] Ananya sighed. [color=wheat]"I suppose I might've forgotten my shoes wherever I shifted, I may have been too drunk to have picked them up when I changed back into my clothes..."[/color] She sighed with disappointment this time. 

When Amelia asked whether she climbed a fence, Ananya shrugged. [color=wheat]"Probably? Honestly it's all blank. I have to decide whether it's worth asking Lucas what happened last night but I'm not sure whether I really want to know..."[/color] What if she'd followed along with some evil scheme? Hell, maybe [i]she[/i] initiated something evil under the influence, Ananya had no idea what sort of drunk she was. [color=wheat]"Maybe it'll come back to me, or maybe its best if I plead ignorance."[/color]

Amelia listened attentively as Ananya described her shifting. But the more the girl talked about it, the less the vampiress looked forward to it. Getting used to the pain wasn’t on top of her bucket list. Could she live her entire life without turning into an elder? Her dad wouldn’t like that thought. He wouldn’t constantly stay in the Elder form. But during certain ‘events’ he reveled in nothing more than shifting and showcasing his strength. But then Ananya said something strange. Some really weird.[color=9e0b0f] “Wait… hold on… you changed [b]back[/b] into your clothes with... Lucas nearby?”[/color] Did she do it!? Already!? Did he!? Maybe that was why her clothes were so dirty! Amelia blushed a little by the mere thought. But at the same time the vision of Leon shot through her mind.

Ananya's cheeks grew red, her hands reaching up to cup her cheeks as if to soothe her flaming skin as she thought about it. [color=wheat]"Er- I mean- no!"[/color] Surely nothing like [i]that[/i] happened, maybe Lucas didn't see her shift! He may be a villain but surely he didn't... Ananya sniffed, muttering under her breath. [color=wheat]"Eh bhagvaan maine kya kiya..."[/color] She then looked at Amelia, her mouth pulled down to a frown with a flustered look, [color=wheat]"Can you help me find out? I don't know whether I can face Lucas alone..."[/color] She closed her eyes again, rubbing at her inflamed face until... [color=wheat]"Wait! I remember guards! Maybe you're right, we broke into a park?"[/color] That would be a more... innocent... explaination why she had to change with Lucas nearby...

The doubtful denial didn’t really make it more believable. In fact, Amelia immediately saw how red she got by the mere mention of it all. The cherry on top was the Hindi which Amelia couldn’t understand. Maybe her great-grandfather could. But she wasn’t about to call him just for this. Luckily for the girl she mentioned breaking into a park. [color=9e0b0f]“Okay, first off, let’s check the news.”[/color] She sincerely hoped that Ananya wasn’t in the news. The sheer amount of trouble that would cause would be unprecedented.

[quote][indent][center][h3]Break in at Central park[/h3][/center]
Somewhere around midnight one or several people managed to break into central park. How exactly these young people got inside is still unknown. Security guard Roy Breaker was patrolling the southern part of Central park when he came upon clothes. He told us that he heard a noise and saw movement near the swings. When Mr. Breaker returned with back-up to find the people responsible, the clothes, as well as a bottle of alcohol, was gone. So far there is no evidence of the act other than the broken gate on 59th street and 6th avenue.[/indent][/quote]
At the same time Lucas hit send on his phone:
[center][b]To:[/b] [color=wheat]Ananya[/color]
You left your boots in my sis’ car. I can bring ‘em tomorrow when she brings them back if you’d like?[/center]

Amelia looked up from her laptop, a bit flustered. [color=9e0b0f]“Well… I think I know where you guys went.”[/color] She sheepishly said as she turned the laptop around to show Ananya the news. Amelia recognized the broken gate as Lucas’ MO. And the fact that nothing else really happened was a blessing. But Amelia was still confused as of what exactly all happened. Like why exactly she had to change.

She was in the news.

How much of a coincidence would it have been if on the one night she was drunk out of her mind, two people broke into Central Park around the exact same time Ananya's memory becomes... hazy. She bit down on her lip, feeling the ball of anxiety grow in the pit of her stomach. Were they going to get into trouble for this? No one knew for sure it was her and Lucas that broke into the park, but Ananya couldn't help but think that somehow news would get out and Mrs Lovelace would find out.

Ananya wasn't sure whether she was happy with the development. Sure, nothing [i]indecent[/i] happened, but she and Lucas broke into the park last night! Her eyes scanned the article thoroughly, her hand flailing behind her to grab the vibrating phone. [color=wheat]"Came upon clothes..."[/color] Did she shift to avoid getting caught? It sounded like something she would do if she had no other choice. It made sense anyway, Ananya noticed her knees were a little scraped up. [color=wheat]"So we broke in, tried to leave, I fell and shifted?"[/color] She muttered to herself before looking at the phone.

It was from Lucas.

She stared blankly at the bright screen, eyes narrowed. Did she ever give him her phone number last night? But that explains how Lucas and her managed to escape Central Park and return back to Mayweather. [color=wheat]"At least I know where my boots are."[/color] Ananya turned the phone so she could show it to Amelia. After she was sure her roommate had read the text, Ananya brought the phone towards herself and began typing out a text.

[center][b]To:[/b] [color=662d91]Lucas[/color]
Yes please![/center]

Hesitating for a minute, she asked Amelia. [color=wheat]"Should I ask Lucas if he's free? So we can ask him what happened?"[/color] She was still looking down at her phone, her fingers hovering over the on-screen keyboard as she decided whether or not it was a good idea.

[color=9e0b0f]“You can try? I’ll be there to support you.”[/color] No way Amelia would leave Ananya alone now. She clearly was quite upset about what all happened. And she actually had reason to be. Going out with Lucas, how could that ever turn into a good thing? He may have carried her up the stairs but that hardly made him a saint. But Amelia would lie if she wasn’t a little curious at what actually happened. So far she couldn’t really piece together the story entirely. [color=9e0b0f]“You feeling better right?”[/color] I mean from the hangover? A simple check-up question. She just wanted to be sure Ananya was OK. Else, she looked at her arm. Maybe a drop of her blood could help? But how would you offer someone that? With an absentminded fingernail, she trailed over her own arm.

After last night she realized far more that she was a vampire, not a human. That, in itself, wasn’t so bad to her. It was just that she thought differently last night. Or rather, she learned the full extent of what she would dare think and do as a vampire to a human. Was that how her family constantly thought about people?

[color=wheat]"I feel better, thank you."[/color] Ananya gave Amelia a small, tired smile before returning to her phone. She was grateful to have a kind roommate that was willing to help out despite not knowing what was going on. It definitely made things a little easier to deal with, having someone around for support. Amelia didn't seem like the type to judge, so that was an added bonus. 

[center][b]To:[/b] [color=662d91]Lucas[/color]
Are you free? We want to know what happened last night.[/center]

Ananya was vaguely aware she'd written [i]we[/i] instead of I, because part of her was sure that Amelia was also interested in knowing. She showed her the text again. [color=wheat]"Now we just wait..."[/color] She sighed. She pulled up her email app on the phone, typing up her message to Mrs Lovelace.

What was she even going to say? She didn't know what names to put in. Last night was supposed to be her time to find out names but meeting Lucas had thrown that plan right out the window. [i]'Maybe I should write his name just for messing my plans up last night.'[/i]

[quote][b]To:[/b] [color=8493ca]Lovelace, Cecilia[/color]
[b]Subject:[/b] Opponent choices

[indent]I wanted to get back to you with my choice of opponents for the tournament quickly, but I ran into some trouble last night so I haven't got three names. I do know two I would like to fight though.

1) [color=#7d393d]Tristram Cringe[/color] - I didn't like how he behaved with you during the meeting. Plus he's a little weird.

2) [color=662d91]Lucas Farweight[/color] - Because of reasons.

I haven't got my third name, so I'd be fine with you choosing whoever you'd like for the third choice.[/indent][/quote]

[center][b]To: [/b][color=wheat]Ananya[/color]
Not free. We drank at Delirium, you danced on a requested song, we went outside, got into Central Park (it’s in the news, awesome!), guard nearly caught you but I saw you turn into a snake ;) smart thinking. Don’t force yourself today, okay? You probably got a killer of a hangover.[/center]

[color=9e0b0f]“He’s strong though. He tried Red Level. I mean Mrs. Lovelace actually let him have a shot at that.”[/color] Amelia said, worried. Of course, she put him on her top 3 too. But that was because she wanted to prove he wasn’t the strongest there. Now, in hindsight that might not have been such a good idea. [color=9e0b0f]“You’re right when you said he ain’t a puppy. I –euhm- saw the consequences of what he could do.” [/color]He could rip his own fists open apparently. If he could do that to himself, where would he stop against someone else? But not only that, he had done horrible things to Eliana. The more she thought about it, the stranger Ananya and Lucas’ relation seemed. [color=9e0b0f]“You and Lucas… Are you guys like… friends?”[/color]

Ananya narrowed her eyes at the text. [i]Awesome[/i]!? How was breaking into the park and getting an article written about it [i]awesome[/i]? And what the hell was that winky face for!? Ananya growled under her breath, [color=wheat]"Kaminey..."[/color] She put the phone away behind her. She knew she had to get back at him for almost getting her into trouble.

After hearing Amelia talk about how strong Lucas was, Ananya almost facepalmed. Of course the person she'd put in her list would be an impossibly strong opponent - he's even attemped the Red Level for God's sake! Ananya groaned, [color=wheat]"The Gods are definitely angry at me. Lucas is a demon and I'm being punished for something!"[/color] She then paused. Friends? Thinking back to last night, thinking about the things she did remember from last night, could she call them friends? She made a face before shrugging, [color=wheat]"I think so? I mean, he's not [i]that[/i] bad."[/color] For a villain, he was definitely not what she expected. Sure, he forced her to drink (but soon after she started to drink on her own), and even saw her change - but he wasn't [i]evil[/i]. [color=wheat]"Yeah, I think I could call him a friend."[/color]

Amelia jokingly waved at Ananya to get her attention when she cursed. [color=9e0b0f]“Hey, not to be racist here but I don’t speak Hindi yet.”[/color] She was joking, obviously. But hearing another language always made her feel insecure. As if a person was talking about her. She could never know. Then again she wanted to learn more languages to talk with other people. And more importantly, to understand them. In every language there are words that don’t exist in others. Words that are often used to express a certain emotion. To Amelia, actually understanding one another’s language is the first step towards fully understanding each other. [color=9e0b0f]“You have to teach me that someday.”[/color] She grinned.

[color=9e0b0f]“No! No! Lucas is just-“[/color] He’s a Delphina. They have screwed up morals. He drinks like a sailor, fights like a boxer and laughs like a drunken captain after a big haul. That’s just how he is. That’s his version of fun. [color=9e0b0f]“-he got a unique way of making fun. Look?”[/color] she showed her screen to Ananya again. [color=9e0b0f]“See? They haven’t seen anyone. There are no pictures of you and Lucas. You’re in the clear! Nothing will happen!”[/color] Amelia tried to assure her roomie. [color=9e0b0f]“Besides! What would an awesome person as yourself even be punished for!”[/color] Amelia definitely got excited now, trying to pull Ananya into the very same happiness that it brought.

That excitement only grew as she heard that Ananya definitely thought of Lucas as a friend. Who would have thought! A Delphina pureblood befriended a girl from Mayweather! She couldn’t wait until she could tell Eliana. No… wait. Eliana wouldn’t like that, would she? She gets bullied but some other girl is friends with him? Still, it was one step towards peace between the two schools. [color=9e0b0f]“That’s fantastic!”[/color] The vampires couldn’t contain herself as she pulled Ananya in for a hug. [color=9e0b0f]“Who would have thought this bastard would befriend a Mayweather! You’re an angel, Ananya!”[/color]

Ananya's cheeks flushed slightly, [color=wheat]"Sorry, I forget that I do that sometimes."[/color] It was a habit for Ananya to revert back to Hindi in times of stress, it was her first language afterall. Some words in English could never describe exactly how Ananya was feeling better than Hindi could. Ananya grinned back at Amelia, feeling relaxed in the vampire's prescence. It would be great to have someone to talk to in Hindi, so Ananya jumped on the opportunity to teach Amelia.[color=wheat]"Sure! I can do that! Though... you may end up learning how to curse before I teach you anything else."[/color] She laughed sheepishly. It's safe to say that Ananya swears [i]a lot[/i] when she gets stressed, something about cursing was always so satisfying, even if it didn't do much to help in the situation.

Amelia... was too kind. No, she was [i]precious[/i]. Ananya was surprised at how much joy and positivity the blonde in front of her had. It was amazing. She truly hoped that Amelia would never have to face a single day of sadness. [color=wheat]"Let's hope you're right, I just don't want any trouble. Maybe I have to thank Lucas for not leaving me in the park. You said he carried me in here?"[/color] Was he really a villain? She hadn't heard much about Lucas before, but Ananya had only arrived on campus a while ago so she might've- no, most definitely missed a lot. Especially as Amelia hugged Ananya, cheering on their friendship, Ananya was sure she had yet to see the bad side of Lucas.

Did she really want to though? She hugged back briefly before pulling away from the hug, with a question in mind. [color=wheat]"Why're you so surprised about that? Is Lucas really that bad?"[/color] If Ananya was going to accept this friendship, she might as well find out exactly what sort of person Lucas was.

She couldn’t really lie, could she? She heard the stories. Knew what Eliana went through. She knew about the kid, Milo. [color=9e0b0f]“He-He’s not really a saint.”[/color] She stampered. She hated to talk ill about people. But she hated lying equally. Then again, was everything she heard actually true? Even about that one locker instance? Or the hallways with the book? Amelia heard a lot, but saw very little. Then again, she was just a freshmen. For now she kept a low profile. But she definitely wanted to be more important. And that wouldn’t change by just sitting and doing nothing. But neither would just doing stupid things to stand out.

[color=9e0b0f]“But that’s what I don’t get!”[/color] Excitement returns. [color=9e0b0f]“He [b]carried[/b] you up here! Like, not even brutish or so! He was holding you in his arms!”[/color] He nearly kissed you on the forehead! She wanted to add that. But she wasn’t really sure if she actually saw that or wanted to see that. She decided to keep it quiet. For now. [color=9e0b0f]“How bad can he actually be!?”[/color] Probably very bad. But he seemed to have a good side at least. It was a start.

Not a saint? But who was a saint these days? Well except for Amelia, Ananya had yet to find someone with pure intentions. But it wasn't like Ananya could blame them, especially in a dog-eat-dog world. Plus it was to be expected from a villain to do evil things, but she hadn't seen Lucas do anything [i]terrible[/i] last night. [color=wheat]"I don't remember him being terrible with me, even as I lied to him in the face when we first met."[/color] 

[color=wheat]"How does someone even carry someone brutishly?"[/color] Ananya laughed, shaking her head. So Ananya must've passed out sometime after escaping the guard and before arriving at campus for Lucas to have had to carry her all the way up to the third floor. Her mind thought back to the text he sent, the text about her boots before her mouth dropped. [color=wheat]"Wait..."[/color] She grabbed her phone again, scrolling to find the message. [color=wheat]"He has a sister?! He said I left my boots in her car, but I don't remember meeting anyone else? Oh God have I've already embarrassed myself in front of his family! She's going to think I'm some weird drunkard that likes to roll around in mud and leave her boots everywhere!"[/color]

[color=9e0b0f]“They throw you over their shoulder and don’t give a damn crap if the bone hurts.”[/color] Amelia immediately responded, remembering how her oldest brother often carried her when she misbehaved. She learned her lessons quickly. [color=9e0b0f]“It’s just so weird that he’s so…almost nice! To you. But to others…”[/color] Eliana. [color=9e0b0f]“…he’s so horrible.”[/color] She pointed out, but not with any less excitement. As if she was happy that she discovered Lucas had a good side despite his massive evil side.

[color=9e0b0f]“Wow…. Hold on, he has a sister?”[/color] That was new? Nobody ever told anyone Lucas had a sister. She jumped back towards her own bed and scrambled for her computer. After not even a minute of frantic clicking and typing, she looked up from her screen, while holding a massive grin and her phone up. [color=9e0b0f]“Guess whose number I got.”[/color] Not her cell phone, sadly. But considering the day and time, there was a high chance Lana was at work. Of course, Amelia wouldn’t really call if Ananya didn’t want to. But on the other hand, a little apology wouldn’t be that bad? In fact, an accepted apology was exactly what one needed to feel better about the situation. [color=9e0b0f]“At least now you can apologize for being a dirty, mud rolling drunk that leaves her boots everywhere?”[/color] Amelia joked to keep the mood light.

Ananya didn't know whether she was supposed to feel guilty. What did she mean by that? [color=wheat]"Almost nice? To me?"[/color] And what about the rest? What made her so special to warrant Lucas being 'nice' to her? There were too many questions running through her mind, her mouth pulled down into a frown. Before she could voice any of them, Amelia returned to her own bed excitedly to look for something.

[color=wheat]"Wait- no! I'll embarrass myself even more! What am I even supposed to say? [i]Oh hi Miss Farweight, I'm sorry for being weird when we first met last night, your brother got me drunk and we broke into a park and I had to change in order to avoid getting caught, also I'd like my boots back[/i]?"[/color] Ananya cringed. [color=wheat]"I don't even remember meeting her! I don't know whether she'll even remember me."[/color] [i]'I hope she doesn't...'[/i]

[color=9e0b0f]“She’s the older sister of Lucas. Seriously, how bad can you look compared to him?”[/color] She was rather genuine with that. But then again, she didn’t want to force the issue. She really didn’t want Ananya to embarrass herself anymore. Or feel embarrassed. But then again, she also felt that whatever she felt now could be a lasting issue. [color=9e0b0f]“If you want, I could call her? You know, feel the water. See if she minds everything you did?”[/color] It was a genuine offer. But also slightly insane and a rather stupid one. [color=9e0b0f]“Besides, you don’t really have to go in detail for what you’re apologizing. Oh and remember, Lucas is coming over with those shoes.”[/color] She winked with that last part. Just to joke a little with her roomie. The vampiress was quite happy with the whole situation actually. She didn’t really know how she could use it yet to make both schools as one, in peace. But it was a piece of the puzzle. Maybe if she could manage to let Lucas apologize to Eliana? No, that was a step too far. She was visibly pondering behind her laptop.

Looking up stories about the girl. [color=9e0b0f]“Lana Farweight. By some known as the hero Seraphim, donates 150.000 dollars to the Central Park Preservance Association.”[/color] She started reading the titles from articles out loud. [color=9e0b0f]“Seraphim volunteers are refugee center.”[/color] The titles kept on going. [color=9e0b0f]“Miss Farweight Middle School presentation: doing good starts every morning.”[/color] Amelia looked up from behind the screen, still smiling. [color=9e0b0f]“She doesn’t seem like the one who minds much. She actually looks like a really understanding person. Who would have thought Lucas was actually her brother.”[/color] Of course Amelia had heard of the Farweights before. Her father made sure to know a few family names. Among them were the Harts too. [color=9e0b0f]“Besides, something is telling me she’ll remember you. You two… sort of met… like less than twelve hours ago. She can’t have forgotten about the girl drunk alongside her own brother!”[/color] She certainly couldn’t when Konrad mentioned a girl’s name.

Ananya groaned, collapsing onto her back on the bed with her arms spread out. She [i]wanted[/i] to apologise for acting like a complete idiot, but she wasn't sure whether she was going to be able to without... well, being an idiot. Plus, wouldn't it be creepy for her to call up Lucas' sister despite not knowing either of them for more than a couple hours at most? But surely it would be a good move for her to apologise, being a new friend and all. Ananya swallowed her pride, grimacing before sitting back up again. [color=wheat]"What's her number? I'll try to apologise but you gotta promise you'll take over if I screw up."[/color]

The stories Amelia read out loud made Ananya wonder- how did Lucas become a villain? Lana seemed like a sweet person, a great role model for other heroes going by charity work Lana would complete. Was Lucas just being a rebel? Ananya snorted at the thought. Someone becoming a villain just to rebel against their family. Surely that was taking things too far. [color=wheat]"I honestly do hope she's forgotten. It would make this conversation a lot more easier. But you're right,"[/color] she sighed, [color=wheat]"but a girl can hope, right?"[/color]

Amelia grabbed her own phone and started typing in the phone number. [color=9e0b0f]“Don’t you worry. I’ll grab that phone the second you start doing something stupid.”[/color] Then again, she never really defined what she thought to be stupid. Honestly she thought that rambling was just innocent insecurity. Lana was clearly a woman capable of forgiving a girl that. Amelia would only take the phone over should Ananya become rude in any other way. Or if she started speaking Hindi. Well, it felt as if her speaking Hindi had large chance to happen.

[color=9e0b0f]“Here.”[/color] She said, handing the phone to Ananya as she sat down next to her on the bed. The phone went over a few times, until Lana picked up:
[color=a0410d]”Farweight Foundation Public Relations. How may I help you?”[/color]

Oh God it's really happening. She took Amelia's phone, listening to the dreaded rings before she heard the woman on the other side speak. [color=wheat]"Err, namastae, aap-- Err, sorry,"[/color] Ananya pressed a hand to her mouth, inhaling sharply as she looked at Amelia. The call had barely started and Ananya was already screwing up! [color=wheat]"Sorry about that, erm, Miss Farweight, I'm- I'm Ananya Sharma, the erm, girl you picked up last night?"[/color]

Amelia literally face palmed and then nearly scrambled for the phone as Ananya started speaking Hindi.[color=9e0b0f] “No, no, no, no!”[/color] She nearly grabbed it but right then Ananya started speaking English. The vampiress let out an audible sigh and mouthed: [color=9e0b0f]Don’t do that![/color] She kept her ear close, though. With her vampiric sense focused on it, she could hear Lana speaking. Still ready to grab the phone in case of something.

[color=a0410d]“Oh, Anananya right? How you doing? Did my brother take care of you?”[/color]

Ananya shrugged, but kept the phone glued to her ear as she waited for Lana to continue on the other line. She cringed as Lana called her Anananya, but she was sure it wasn't a mistake. [color=wheat]"It's Ananya,"[/color] She corrected quietly, before clearing her throat. [color=wheat]"I-I'm okay, dealing with the hangover and he did. He was kind enough to carry me to my room, according to my roommate."[/color] Ananya eyed Amelia. [color=wheat]"I, erm, wanted to call you to apologise for my behaviour last night. I wasn't in an appropriate state to meet you last night, and it's ten times worse knowing that you're Lucas' sister- I hope you don't hate me? I mean, that was probably not the best way to meet your brother's new friend and all and erm-"[/color] Ananya bit down on her lip as she realised she was rambling. [color=wheat]"I'm sorry."[/color] She wasn't sure whether she was apologising for rambling or for her behaviour the previous night.

Ananya could probably hear a squee coming from the other side of the phone when she told Lana he carried her upstairs.[color=a0410d] “Ananya? Are you sure it’s not snake?”[/color] Lana teased. [color=a0410d]“No problem. Trust me. I’ve picked Lucas up in worse states.”[/color] Lana said with a genuine and reassuring voice. [color=a0410d]“I wouldn’t hate you over just being drunk and tired. You went out with Luke so I did expect him to have someone with him who was…well… Just don’t worry about it. All is fine.”[/color] Of course, Lana would leave it at that. [color=a0410d]“I do need to ask you something, I hope you don’t mind it. Are you Delphina or Mayweather?”[/color]

At the same time, Amelia sat next to Ananya listening in closely. She mouthed: [color=9e0b0f]You gave her a wrong name!?[/color] Obviously that was probably a bit embarrassing. But the older girl clearly didn’t seem to mind. In fact, she teased Ananya about it. The Vampiress couldn’t help but grin as Ananya told Lana Lucas carried her up the stairs. The squee told her Lana and Amelia probably had similar thoughts. Then Ananya’s rambling began. Soon the vampire wasn’t so sure if she wouldn’t grab the phone from Ananya after that. If anything, Amelia fully expected her to switch over to Hindi. Though luckily it appeared that the Indian girl realized it herself and swiftly finished with a sorry.

Squealing? Did Lana trip on the other side? Before she could ask out of concern for the older hero, Lana teased her. [color=wheat]"N-no-"[/color] It wasn't the first time someone had joked like that, but it still flustered her each time. Despite her nerves, Ananya had to pat herself on the back for [i]not[/i] returning back to Hindi, despite how much she wished she could. Ananya shrugged at Amelia's direction, mouthing back a reply that sounded like [i]I was drunk,[/i] as if it was going to save what little dignity she had left. How could she say the wrong name, even when drunk? Anananya? How did she even mess up that bad!? Also, what exactly did Lana mean by that? Someone like what? Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked at Amelia, a little confused, as if Amelia had all the answers. 

[color=wheat]"I'm a Mayweather student,"[/color] she answered, a little hesitantly, as if her friendship with Lucas was on the line with this answer.

[color=a0410d]“Oooh. I knew it! Well, I’ll make sure you get your boots as fast as possible. Oh and again, don’t worry about last night. Stuff happens. But I have to go now, Ananya. I’ll talk to you later! Bye!”[/color] And with that Lana hung up. She was a bit in a hurry, as she did have a job she had to take care of.

[color=9e0b0f]“Well… Seems like the sister approves.”[/color] Amelia beamed as Lana ended the call. She got bubbly again, happy that her roomie wasn’t hated. Actually, she was bubbly because it seemed as if Lana genuinely approved of Ananya. At least her day grew a little brighter now. [color=9e0b0f]“And you didn’t revert to Hindi!”[/color] She exclaimed happily. [color=9e0b0f]“See, nothing to worry about! Well… except Lucas… I hope you’re not afraid of facing him. I mean, he will come in for your boots tomorrow… want me to take ‘em for you?”[/color] It was a genuine offer. A weird one though. Ananya claimed to be Lucas’ friends but seemed a little on edge of meeting him alone again. Maybe it was because of what happened last time the two were alone? Alas, she just offered the idea because she wanted to have Ananya a way to get out of the situation. Not everyone should be brave constantly.

Well that went well... Ananya listened to the dial tone, her mouth opened as her goodbye never reached the other end of the phone. She looked at the phone before handing it back to Amelia. [color=wheat]"I think that went well?"[/color] She was unsure, eyebrows still furrowed. Lana seemed [i]way[/i] too excited from her answer, and going by how excited Amelia looked, Ananya was sure she was missing something. 

[color=wheat]"Wait! What do you mean [i]approved[/i]? I needed to get her approval?"[/color] She wasn't aware that she had to get approval for friendship. Her cheeks grew red, if that was the case then Ananya was glad that Amelia encouraged her to apologise for her behaviour last night. Ananya's confusion melted away as she smiled at Amelia, [color=wheat]"You would do that for me?"[/color] Ananya wasn't sure whether she'd be able to look him in the eye after what Lana said. [i]Peeping?[/i] God help her...

Maybe Amelia shouldn’t have mentioned ‘approval’. It sounded weird, especially when Ananya still thought it was about friendship. Amelia caught up quick enough on why Lana was so happy. Maybe they both thought a little too much out of the situation? Alas, that didn’t really matter right now. She was just happy Lana had no ill feelings towards Ananya. Or rather, Ananya was now assured of that. [color=9e0b0f]“It’s nothing! Really, it’s nothing!” [/color]she assured Ananya. For now, it did really mean nothing.

[color=9e0b0f]“Of course I’d do that for you!”[/color] Okay she was genuinely surprised Ananya would take her up on that one. Then again, maybe it was all getting too much for a second. Having just called his sister to apologize and then seeing how not just her but also your roomie got all happy about the situation probably didn’t help. Still, only now did she realize that this could lead to Ananya avoiding Lucas. [color=9e0b0f]“But –euhm- just a fair tip. I hope you’re not planning on running or avoiding him. I mean, sure I want to take your boots tomorrow for you. But as friends you have to face each other someday. You know?”[/color] Amelia started realizing that that might be a less than the desired thing to Ananya. It felt so weird, having someone as a friend but still avoiding that person.

With narrowed eyes, Ananya dropped the subject. It really didn't feel like nothing, it felt more like Ananya was missing out on something, but she didn't know how to ask. [color=wheat]"Well... at least our friendship has been blessed by Lana, so that's good, I think?"[/color] She then stood up, stretching out her tired limbs as she felt her body regain some energy after the tired night she'd had. Her smile never left her face as Amelia assured her that she'd do the pick up for her. 

[color=wheat]"Thank you, Amelia."[/color] She stopped stretching to smile at her gratefully, walking over to the girl to hug her. [color=wheat]"Really, I owe you."[/color] Ananya was aware she couldn't avoid Lucas for very long - she wasn't planning on it anyway, but she wanted to give their friendship a couple days. Or at least enough time for Lucas to forget about whatever he saw last night. [color=wheat]"I know, I'll face him again soon. Just not yet? I don't know what Lana meant by peeping, and while I may have an idea... I would prefer not to find out."[/color] If it had anything to do with that winky face Lucas had texted her, Ananya [i]definitely[/i] did not want to know.

[hider=Hindi Translations]
1) [color=wheat]"Eh bhagvaan maine kya kiya..."[/color] – "Oh God, what have I done..."

2) [color=wheat]"Kaminey..."[/color] – Bastard

3) [color=wheat]"Err, namastae, aap-- Err, sorry,"[/color] – "Err, hello, you--"[/hider]