(For the plot and any out of RP Discussion, click here: http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=18839 ) Desmond glared out the window as the car entered the campus. He had his ipod in as he parents chatted in the front. Once the car had parked, Desmond quickly exited and began unloaded his things from he trunk. He tried at all costs to avoid discussion with his parents. His dad got out of the car shortly after and walked up to Desmond, setting some things down next to his belongings beside the car. " Desmond," his father began," I know we haven't seen eye to eye lately, but you know I just don't see the point of coming to this mixed university. I mean, we are a compltely normal family. Your mother was tested and she does not carry the mutated gene like her father. We are clean, and..." Desmond interrupted," Dad, stop explaining things to me like I haven't heard them before. I don't care if we are normal. This campus has potential and unlike your prejudices I actually will give people like Daryl a chance." His dad sighed. "Daryl is a demi, he almost killed his..." Desmond began to get angry and grabbed as many things as he could and walked away, his father yelling for him to come back. His mother eventually found Desmond, who was reading a map and seminar guide." Desmond, baby, I know you have had problems with your dad, but he is just trying to help you. He is a traditional man, there is no getting around that." Desmond sighed, "We both know are family is not normal, we may be but that could change at any time. You should know that more than anyone. I am tired of acting like "demi's" aren't pure or some other bullshit." "I can't help I-" He paused before finishing, noticing the strange expression growing on his mother's face."I can't help I want to give them a chance, because I do." "Just get dad out of here, I will call you later once I've settled in my dorm room. Bye" With that Desmond walked off, carrying his items and sat on a bench not far from his dormitory." He buried his head in his hands and took a deep breath, slowly clinching his hands into fists.