Sara :33
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Clove sighed and closed her eyes, beginning to feel a lull of grogginess from the car ride. She yawned, pushing her brothers face away from hers, which had been annoyily in her face.
Jasper's body was hurled backwards as his dad slammed on the speed. Soon, they were on the black highway going eighty miles per hour. He shook, not liking this at all. -
And idk
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cries
Jace asked if turning a radio station on was acceptable, and was granted permissio to do this. He ran off his favorite, preferred radio station, 103.7 WMGM-ROCKS. To his luck, Lithium by Nirvana filled the car, the lyrics soothing him a great deal.
When he pulled into the parking zone for Spencer's assigned building, he slid into a spot easily. He was unsure if he should wake the boy, so he only stared, wondering if he would witness anything pertaining to the boy's "powers". -
Tis your choice
Or both
Clove let herself doze off, twisting in her sleep. She had forgotten, with a great deal of sadness, that her hair would likely get messed up and in a rats nest.
Jasper continued to shake, but slowly calmed down once the car retained to the speed limit. He sighed in relief. -
what about spencer and clove
and jace and jasper
clencer
jj
Jace allowed the tune to play out fully until he decided to end. He internally screamed when Seether's Words As Weapons started up. The driver sent a glance in his direction, nodding approvingly. He drove on.
Spencer did, indeed, show a tiny spark, little to his knowing. The driver gave a 'hmph' before shaking th male, who groaned unwilling to move. -
Tat works
Wanna know what song I have stuck in mah head
Clove continued to sleep, thrashing a bit. Her brother was asleep as well. When she was woken up, about three minutes after, she moaned. "Holy s-!" She exclaimed when she saw her hair, ignoring the gazes from the other people in the car. She combed it through with her fingers.
Jasper sighed, not liking how fast the car was going at all. He hated transportation in any sort of vehicle. -
goodies
what song
He sang along for a few parts, his averagely-talented voice cracking a couple of times. His driver gave a series of chortles, finding this to be amusing. He quieted down after doing that. The limosine pulled onto a dark, desolate street. Hanging tree branches loomed over the road.
Spencer woke with a jolt when the man very suddenly pushed him against the door. He gasped, but regained his previous posture. He stretched his back out, blinking with a drawn out yawn. -
Yus
You're So Creepy by Ghost Town
Clove looked around the area of the school and moaned, hitting her head against her seat. She knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, but she was nervous. And she would definitally miss her friends.
Jasper cracked his neck, a quiet noise coming from the bone when it was twisted. He sighed, and rubbed his neck. -
ohhh
ghost town
hmph
do you like it
As the car very slowly slid down the pavement, the branches shrouded the vehicle like fans to a celebrity. His face contorted in suspicion. Where was he and, most importantly, where was he going? He gripoed the door handle until his knuckles went white. staring at the tree that seemed to stretch on for miles.
Spencer followed directions as he exited the cars, collectig his items with a small smile of anticipation. His heart pounded in his chest due to the emotions he was feeling. Dragging his suitcase along as he followed the man, he took numerous looks around. -
Yea
Not as much as bvb doe
Clove trudged out of the car, and she wondered where she would be going. She sighed, annoyed. Clove stuffed her hands into her jeans and flicked her hair out of her face.
Jasper knew he wouldn't be there for a bit, so he let himself ignore his fear and calm down. He waited patiently to arrive. -
bootiful
At the end of the road was nothing but peaceful settings. An enormous building made of stone and cobble stood high, truly a piece of artwork. There was obviously much care put into the detail of the materials, as there were intricate details to notice, such as names or designs. There were wide windows everywhere. He assumed that this was the main school. Scattered around were smaller, less elegant buildings. These had to be the dorms.
Spencer was lead all the way to his dorm in Wing C of Lightning, which he figured was only the name of the building. He was not one to ask questions, either, and so his mouth seemed to be glued shut. He set is suitcase down and onto the bland bed, which he was responsible for decorating. The school was giving them as much creative liberty as possible with this. Even though it was a private academy. they did mot enforce a uniform rule, either. -
Oh yea
Clove was extremely confused, and leaned against the car passively. She let her parents work out all of the details, as she lazily listened to music, her head bobbing a small amount.
Jasper's breathing was heavy, but surprisingly slow. In any vehicle, he always felt some sort of anxiety. For some reason, his dad's care more than anything. -
yeh dude
Jace reluctantly left the car once directes to do so. He yanked his suitcase and sports bag from the back, nearly falling over due to the force. His 5"5' height, yes, 5"5', did nothing to aid him at all. He then thougt about how well of a goalie he was even if it was so short.
Spencer dismissed the driver, already beginning to unpack. His heart fluttered intensely as he folded clothes neatly, putting them into drawers. -
Im playing five nights at freddys
Clove just followed her family wherever they went, as she ignored them with her earphones in her ears. She enjoyed tuning out her family to music.
Jasper wanted to try at some sleep, but he knew that was not possible. He looked out the window to the big, blue sky. -
how is that going
He was let to Psych, one of the buildings. He believed it to be a somewhat awesome name. To Wing F, he was taken. What was better about it was that he could decorate his own room, which he didn't feel like doing at that moment. He sat on the bed as his driver left him.
Spencer rose an eyebrow when he noticed the ugly color of the bed. It was a dark, olive green that made him only slightly cringe. It was unpleasant.
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