Trippin out [Open]

[Zieg the Phoenix]

The final bell rung and the classroom halls were storming with children of many different sizes. Large kids, small kids, punked out wild kids and silent yet deadly ones. Being they of different attributes they all loved the same thing. The sound of the last bell ringing. They rushed out the school buildings, destroying and breaking down anything that dared stand in their way from where they were to the bright glowing doors.

Behind them all stood the lonely, quiet boy. Astral Phoenix. He emerged from the rushing children, unharmed amazingly. He adjusted his sunglasses with his index finger and held his backpack strap over his shoulder with his left hand. He slowly walked out of the school building with children everywhere running about. The enevitible fights broke out. Astral simply looked on near the edge of the buildings.

After the students either beat each other senseless or was broken up by some outside force Astral lost interest and started heading out toward the city. He hadn't quite been deturned yet and he didn't feel like heading home. So instead he decided to head out and look around the city he had been so use to. The passing people often filled the day with entertainment.

As he walked along the city streets he enjoyed ripping apart his life within the school walls and the one without. The city wasn't as bad as the schools within them. It was rather intense to see things in the school. It was amazing to see anyone make it out of those schools. Then again Astral shared no mind the the subject. He simply walked along without wandering too hard on it. Then again trying to get Astral not to think about something was a difficult task.

After a few dozen minutes he finally stopped at a large fountain near the center of town. It was a beautiful marble statue that was the resemblence of angels. Unfortunately the beauty of the god like creatures were sprayed with spray paint and scarred with various objects from thugs and punks around town.

Tis a sad fate for the angels, to look down below and watch how their praise has become this.

Astral simply sat down near the fountain edge and rested his head upon one of his palms. He continued to watch people pass and live their lives.

[chihiro]

Chihiro was one of those silent but deadly youth making their way out of the confines of the public high school. Was she by choice? At this point she wasn't really sure anymore, but she preferred to keep to herself then subject herself to the torture of trying to make friends with people she didn't really care about. Chi was never really one to make friends, and the only friends she did make either disappeared or we hurt because of her. There were a few scattered around still, but she rarely saw them. Maybe it was for the best.

Like always, the front of the school was riveted with fights and onlookers cheering and jeering, the senior wound her way through the crowd unharmed. It was a talent learned from experience. Take a few accidental blows from an adjacent fight and you learn to avoid them.

She made her way through the town, pink and brown pumas on pavement. Sometimes she ran, but today she didn't fell like it. The noises from the cars and the people, the smell of the ocean and the people (body odor much?), it was so familiar to her. But was familiarity really coincided with peace? Protection? Security? Of course not. Her hands in her pockets, Chi approached the center of town, her eyes on her target. The fountain. A boy was sitting there among other people: a woman and her baby in a stroller, a couple holding hands and looking positively nauseating, a bum. She made her way toward the boy, looking as though he was approaching him, going to talk to him?

Hardly.

"'Scuse me."

She came up beside him, one hand resting on the fountain edge, the other dipping into the water, reaching the bottom. There was a stone that was loose and she moved it, removing a small key and replacing the stone in a matter of a moment. She pulled her hand out of the water, and closing her hand around the key, shook the water off of her fist.

[Kevin Collessano-Alvari]

Kevin had finally registered today, considering the school didn't want to enroll him mid-semester. However, that hadn't stopped him from keeping a distant eye on the school itself, paying attention to the various fights & physical abuse that was commonplace on campus. All this was seen broadly with a sorrowful eye; now that he finally talked school registrars into letting him in ASAP, he could take a more active role.

Today was his last day of kicking back. Tomorrow, he'd have to get to work.

Chi must have not noticed the lone teen standing near the fountain, hands in baggy, faded blue jean pockets. He wore a black blazer with a baby blue tall tee underneath. He threw on a pair of black Air Force Ones to cover his feet, hair lacking conditioners & straighteners for a change as his brown locks fell around his head in bouncy layered curls. He didn't really have a reason to be here specifically, he'd just been riding around to get some fresh air & happened to park nearby to examine the fountain; he fingered the keys to his father's Lamborghini Murcielago, the dark red vehicle standing idle some yards off. He hadn't paid much attention to Phoenix despite his assumption the kid went to 259. He'd probably see the boy passing classes. As for Chi...well, messing around with Myspace allowed one to see many faces. He wouldn't scream "OMG I SAW YOU ON MYSPACE LOL!!!!!!!!!!1" but he'd take the time out to speak. He thought this chick was cute anyway...

The Brazilian approached Chi with a bit of a trot, accompanied with good posture from years of dancing. His hands had pulled out of their pockets...he wore a simple platinum band to accompany the diamond studs in his ears. Kevin stopped not far from the girl, nodding towards her, his accent somewhat thicker than usual. Ironically, it smoothed his words.

"Yo, how're you doing? Couldn't help but look atcha from a distance...got some time to just chat for a minute?"

[chihiro]

Just as she finished shaking the water off her closed fist, a voice spoke up behind her, and it didn't belong to the kid she'd addressed prior. "Yo, how're you doing? Couldn't help but look atcha from a distance...got some time to just chat for a minute?" Chihiro stood up, the hand enclosing the key falling to her side and slightly behind her, away from the boys view as she spun around on her heel.

"Oh..um..hello?"

He looked familiar...and then it dawned on her. She'd seen the same grin on her computer. Her myspace. Gee, it'd been ages since she'd checked that. Did he recognize her? Most likely, since he was asking to talk to her. Shifting her weight slightly, she slipped the key into her back pocket in a fluid motion so he wouldn't see.

"Sure. How can I help you?" It had been so long since she'd held an actual conversation with a stranger, the last of which being with Saint after she'd fainted at school. Wow, that was ages ago. Maybe she could use a little more peer communication.