Vampire X Werewolf right now //OPEN//

Wiping a bit of blood from her lip as she had the tendency to bite her lip whenever she beat someone up. Whenever she would focus on something.
Due to her fangs beings so sharp it was too easy to cut herself with them. Though it was also easy to get a hold of her Victims.
Slipping into a room that was empty at the time for nobody had a class in this hour. Not until later after lunch. Opening the window, she sat on the sill letting her feet dangle and popped open her cigarette package. Smelling another immortal close by, she was hoping this would ward them off. She didn't even like the smoke herself.

Michael slowly walked, watching her turn into the empty classroom. He couldn't as well follow her that far, that would be a little suggestive. At least in his opinion. Though it was more to respect her privacy, as he was already feeling like a creep.
He could hear kids starting to flood in, and he needed to go finish gathering his things. Quickly, he jogged down the hallways back to where his locker stood. Still open, where he had left it. Nothing to worry about, when no one is there until they're practically late. So picking up his discarded backpack, and shutting his locker, he was off to wherever the huge group of students wouldn't be. That would be difficult.
Though, no one actually liked him, so he didn't have to worry about conversation.
He oddly enough found his feet wandering back to the classroom from before. Something was pulling him there, though he didn't really care what. He just followed his feet, without using his head.

As she sat there with the cigarette in between her fingers, blowing thin smoke through her black lips as she hummed to herself.
"I can smell you a mile away. Come on out Ya wuss" she says calmly, her voice soft yet sharp and dangerous.
"I won't bite" she says turning around to see the blonde kid. Now she didnt expect that.

(sorry it's short I'm in a hurry. Also sorry I haven't been replying. My sister came back from college over spring break so I've been a bit busy lol)

(It's totally OK! Seriously, don't apologize <3)

Knocking lightly on the door, he pushed it open just slightly. "Uh… hey." Michael hummed under his breath, glancing behind him. No one had followed him. Either that was good, so he wouldn't get caught, or bad, so when she murdered him he was stuck without a witness.
"I don't mean to barge in on you… just… I really have no excuse to be here." He admitted, shutting the door behind him. Leaning against the classroom wall, he gave her a half smile. "I can leave, just ask." He mumbled, feeling his nose twitch just slightly, smelling something close by.

"Nah it's fine" she waved it off with a chuckle, twisting the tip of the cigarette in the window sill and burning it out, she flicked it into the grass below.
"you're cute anyway, so I'll let you stay" she shrugged. "why are you here though?"

"I dunno…" He admitted, crossing his arms over his chest. He tried not to let her compliment get to him though. "I just followed my feet, and ended up here." Shrugging with a soft smile, he puffed the small bit of hair out of his face.
"Ever done that? Just follow your feet until you get there?" He asked, getting more comfortable around her by the second.
He noticed she had been smoking, and could smell the smoke for miles. He tried his best not to choke on the scent, but it was growing harder after she burned out the flame.

"yeah i guess that happens every now and then" she says with a sigh, leaning her head to the side in her shoulder.
"what's your name again Huh mutt?" she asks sliding off of the sill and down to the tiled floor.
She walked up to him and looked him up and down as she waited for an answer.

He was taken aback, feeling hurt at her words. Maybe she wasn't different then what they say, she wasn't making an effort to be different at least. "You can tell huh?" He asked in a mutter, giving her a tight look of disapproval.
"I go by Michel, nothing else." He shrugged, brushing his hair back into place.
His heart was beating faster, feeling overwhelmed now. 'I shouldn't have come here, I really shouldn't have…' He told himself, watching her come closer to him. His face was cool and collected, trying not to show his uneasiness.

Stepping closer to him with a devious smile, her fangs showing she grabbed his collar and pulled him to her. "oh definitely. I was just making sure" she says releasing his Shirt and stepping back only a bit, crossing her arms.
"well…Micheal, since I know who and what you are, you're not gonna be getting rid of me" he tapped his nose with the tip of her finger

Rather swiftly, he grabbed onto her wrist with a slight growl. "Trust me, I wouldn't expect it." He spat, giving her a stare down.
"I'm not as sweet and innocent as I play out to be, so you better watch your back." He sneered, letting it go with a decent amount of force. "I know what I'm doing, don't underestimate me." Pulling back from her, he pushed off the wall and started out the door, adjusting his backpack over his shoulders.

"knew it" she purred, a dangerous glare shooting his eyes.
"easy there tiger, I'm not underestimating you. I'm testing the waters. You passed by the way. Good job. Anyway, I'll see you around pretty boy" Bee sneered. Pleased and satisfied with their interaction, she turned back around and closed the window before going to class.

Michael ignored whatever she was saying, knowing this was going to be difficult. Of course it was his luck. This chick was going to be the bane of his existence.
“Jerk.” He muttered, checking his watch before quickly scurrying off to his class. Why hadn’t he just headed to class in the first place? None of this would have happened.

(wanna skip to lunch?)

(Works by me!)

Beatriz snuck out ontop of the roof, purposely taking advantage of the stormy day. Sprinkling raindrops onto her green and black cap before she removed it and sat down on the edge, her feet dangling as she let the air blow through her cold face. A shiver running up her spine as she hugged her arms around herself and looked out above the town as it grew a bit darker. "dammit I'm starving… Nobody but crazy peoples gonna be out tonight" she mumbled to herself while everyone underneath the roof she sat on ate their lunch happily with their friends.

Except Michael. He sat alone, by the window while he ate. His mood the same as the weather. Classes were miserable per-usual, and he didn't have any friends to hang by. So he ate alone. Like usual.
Slowly he bit into the cold, and dry PB&J, bothered by the bland taste. "Why didn't I grab lunch while I was out this morning?" He mentally cursed himself, tossing it aside. He was tired of it, so he packed up the remainder of his lunch, and got up to wander. 'Maybe I can get some fresh air…' He mentioned to himself, walking out of the cafeteria.

Leaning her head down on her shoulder as she kicked her legs back and forth, she hummed to herself a song that's been stuck in her head for a while now.
She had to go back through the forest and to the bridge nearby to see if there's any suicides she can go off of. She would usually kill and not have a problem with it, which yeah, was horrible. But she wasn't about to go starving and kill even more people. So suicides was the best option for her.

Michael pushed the door open, taking in the scent of the fresh air. Rain was sprinkling down, causing him to smile brightly. 'It hasn't rained in weeks!' He excitedly thought, running out towards the field.
Now he didn't play football, though the coach had asked him multiple times, but he loved going to the field. Rain dampened his hair, making it go back to it's natural state. Wildly curly. His blonde hair darkened, changing his appearance immensely. His eyes were brighter, same as his smile. Clearly he was beyond happy.
So to get out of his happy state, he ran up the field, back and forth. Though something caught his eye, causing him to stumble a bit. 'The vampire-twit.' He groaned, looking up to her with a sneer.

She wasn't thinking about much as the rain fell on her. It would have burnt her a bit, the rain drops and the clouds working together to make a magnifying glass for the sun. But her hat was on and she had a jacket on her shoulders like a blanket. Her knuckles were always bruised from beating up too many people or the punching bag she had in her basement.
Something in particular caught her eye as a figure stepped into the field. In this whether? It was going to storm soon… Why wouod- wait
A smirk crawled onto her black lips as she waved at him. "hey pretty boy" she called down to him with a fanged smile, knowing full well he could hear her with those ears of his.

His fist clenched, digging his short nails into his palm. 'Well now I know where to avoid.' His thoughts echoed, as he turned away from looking at her. 'She'll get bored eventually, as long as you ignore her.' So he did just that. Ignored her.
Every step in his jogging pace he took, he was counting under his breath. Though he kept loosing track, as his thoughts kept wandering to the girl hanging above him."23…2…4?" 'Just stop! She's probably not even there anymore!' Mentally he yelled at himself, half skidding to a stop. Really he only slowed down, so he could turn around and head inside. Classes were probably starting anyway.
But he found himself trailing his gaze up to the roof, to see if Bee was still there.

"hm, how rude of him." she mumbled and pouted a bit when he chose to ignore her. But of course she wasn't surprised. If she were in his shoes she would ignore her too.
So she stayed there, kicking her legs back and forth with no care in the world if she fell to her death. As she usually did.
She watched him as he ran, obviously troubled. Smiling when he turned around and looked at her. Giving him another wave, she yelled over to him "hey!"

Flicking his wet hair back, he gave her a half wave back. He wasn’t going to be entirely rude. Michael has decided he ignored her for long enough, so he fully looked up to her with a nod.
“Class should be starting any minute.” He shouted up to her, before jogging across the field back up to the school.
He didn’t know what compelled him to inform her, but clearly something made him react the way he had.

Clothes and shoes damp, he jogged through the empty halls. Wet foot prints were left on the floor, some not ver well shaped. Due to him slipping a few times.

"ha, bold of you to assume I'm going to class" she hollered back down with a mischievous tone to her voice. "but you on the other hand. You better get going before you catch a cold" she sneered before watching him head in.
No, she wasn't going to let him get away that easily. She planned on him being her prey after all.
So down the stairs she went and to the hall she followed the footprints until she caught up with him. "why were you out there anyway?"

Glancing down to her, he rolled his eyes slightly before turning to his locker. “It was too stuffy inside.” He offered to her, pulling open his locker.
Nothing of interest was in the metal box, just books. He never liked the idea of keeping important personal things in his locker, anybody could easily get in to it and take it. Especially since they could see right into it.
Yanking the books out, he looked back to Bee with a slight smirk. “What about you? Why were you outside?”

She peered into his locker as he opened it, nothing in there peeking her interest in the slightest. He was smart, she'd give him that.
A waste.
Not expecting him to seem so "friendly" in the least with her, she leaned on the locker and put her hand on her hip. "I've got nothin better to do. Too many people down here anyway. Too tempting if you know what I mean" she says with a wink. "anyway, the rains nice too. Im skipping class, so why not"

“Why not what?” He asked her, pulling out his chemistry book. He had left his backpack in the library, but he doubted anyone would take it. Again, he never kept anything valuable in there. He kept his phone in his back pocket, and wallet in the front. If Michael was being honest, he wouldn’t care much if he lost his phone. He didn’t have anything private on it either.
The boy learned to write in Latin, if he ever needed to write anything out personal or private. His brother always snooped through his things, why would anyone else be different?

She gave him a confused look before letting out a sigh, decided to entertain him.
"I mean, why not go of the roof. I have nothing better to do and it's a nice day out" she says with a shrug before giving him a dangerous smile.
"you might want to get changed before you go to class by the way" she says looking at the trail of wet footprints before her eyes skimmed his body up and down, meeting his eyes.

"The way you say that is terrifying." He muttered, ignoring her suggestion. Slamming his locker shut, he turned to face her with an annoyed smile. "I'll be fine, no one would ask."
Michael gave her a glare, before turning on his heel and walking off without another word. He didn't really want to talk to her in the first place, but of course she wanted to talk to him. So she won.

((still open?))

(no, this is a one on one. But if you would like, I would love to make another with you! :)