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As soon as they stepped out of the limos Braeden noticed the Wicked Wonderlands- they weren't hard to spot with their colorful hair. He lifted a hand to point them out to
Maddie, though he suspected that she had already spotted them. He looked to her out of the corner of his eye, finding her maddened slightly creepy.
Shaking it off, his gaze returned to the wicked decedents. His eyes landed on a female with fair skin and purple hair (
Mal). Initially, she grabbed his attention by insulting
Alissia, who had introduced herself. Braeden's eyebrows knit together, his lips pulling down into a frown.
Is this all just an act? He wondered, still eyeing the girl.
Or are they really all this rude?
As hard as he tried, Braeden couldn't look away from the strange girl. He found her extremely attractive, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly why.
Maybe it's because she's different, he thought, forcing himself to look at each wicked one individually.
They're all different. He had never seen so many people wearing such dark and depressing clothing- Was that all they had on the island? Or was this what they chose to wear?
He was so caught up in his thoughts that he hardly even noticed the other introductions or the confetti. He was only brought out of his trance when
Maddie stepped away from his side to introduce herself. A smile grew across his face as she apologized for
Caiden's behavior, he loved the way his best friend worded things. He thought about Introducing himself as well, but quickly decided against it.
What would I even say? Hey, I'm Braeden son of Hercules and Magara, grandson of the almighty Zeus. He shook his head to himself, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.
No, they'd probably just think I think extremely high of myself because I descend from a God, and that's no way to make friends.
And so, they teenage boy hung back. His gaze kept shifting back and fourth between several wicked ones, taking mental notes of how they stood, what they wore, what they said. But, for some reason, his brown eyes kept landing on the purple-haired girl.
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[fieldbox=Dylan Dean Hook ⌡ Son of Captain Hook ⌡ 18 ⌡ Elite, #001b85, solid]
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For once in his life, Dylan had no comeback. The girl he had walked up to was surprisingly clever- something he hadn't expected from anyone at Enchantsia. He watched her with a smirk and a playful gleam in his eye as she made her way down the steps, stopping very close to him. He studied her as she spoke, a chuckle escaping him when she added '
babe' to the end.
He liked her. He liked her a lot.
Dylan turned to watch as she continued, addressing them all now.
Alissia, he thought as she introduced herself.
Alissia. Alissia. Alissia. Daughter of Belle and the Beast. Allisia. He wanted to remember her name, even though he was sure he'd be calling he 'babe' whenever he saw her. It was officially her nickname for him, which she had claimed for herself whether she knew it or not. He noticed her glance his way briefly after she introduced herself, his smirk deepening.
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Fucking hell," he muttered to himself, jumping as the confetti suddenly exploded from cannons. He stared at the colorful pieces of paper floating about the air for a few seconds, before raising his hands slightly, and saying. "
Seriously?" This was unbelievable. Did the goody-goodies really expect
this to make a good first impression? Dylan shook his head in disbelief.
All the goodies seemed to jump at the chance to gloat about their heritage, taking turns to state their names and their parents.
No one cares, he thought as he leaned against the wall, picking at his fingernails. For a pirate he kept up surprisingly good hygiene- he just didn't like the feeling of dirt all over him. Especially under his fingernails.
His eyes rolled at
Caiden's introduction, but his spirits were lifted almost instantly by
Blair.
The least charming of the charming's, he repeated mentally, chuckling to himself. He glanced up from his nails briefly, and then took an instantly double-take.
There was now a male standing next to
Alissia (
Kennan). Naturally, Dylan sized him up, determining that he was about half a foot taller than Dylan was.
Not a problem, Dylan thought,
just means I'm faster. Dylan wasn't exactly about to fight anyone for any girl, it was just in his nature to asses what his standing's were with other alpha males. As a pirate he learned from a very young age how to identify who he could beat in a fight, and how to cheat all the ones he couldn't.
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With a forced smile on her pink lips, Breanne watched all of the Wicked One's pour from the limos. Within seconds her attention was captured by
Drew West, who was already turning green. She had heard rumors about that happening when he was upset, but she had thought it was just that- rumors.
I wonder if he'd be offended if I called him Hulk?
During the introductions Breanne kept quite, just watching. She smiled wide as the confetti cannons went off, glad that they had worked correctly. Truthfully, she didn't expect the new students to appreciate them, but they had extra money leftover in their budget once all the important stuff was planned out, and Brea figured why not? If nothing else all the normal Enchantsia student's would appreciate it.
She watched as
Caiden stepped forward, managing to kill to mood in just a few short sentences. While she shared the same opinion as him- that the Wicked Ones should have stayed on their island where they belonged- she didn't see the point in him being a jerk to them. He had gone out of his way to do so, and it just seemed like a waste of energy to her.
There was a brief pause int he introductions, and Breanne thought about introducing herself. However, she elected not to, because she'd get to know them all eventually, whether she wanted to or not. It was better to let it happen naturally rather than standing in front of them, acting like she was excited that they were in her school. She wasn't good at lying nor did she like to, and so if she introduced herself she'd likely make an ass of herself just like
Caiden had.
Thankfully, the pause was ended by more introductions fairly quickly. She watched as one student,
Jacy, introduced himself. It was very obvious that he was nervous, so when he stood near her she leaned over and whispered, "
Good job Jacy, that was great." She flashed the male a kind smile, feeling very proud of him for being so brave. It took a lot to stand in front of people and speak, especially when you were as shy as him.
She then looked over her shoulder to the entrance, wondering what was taking
Arabella so long. It usually didn't take more than a few minutes to wake
Melia up, they both should have been there by now. She sighed, glancing at the clock impatiently.
We really need to get this show on the road, we're already running off schedule. Her eyes scanned the crowd, looking to see who had shown up to greet the Wicked's. Truthfully, she was specifically looking for
Jacob, who she hadn't seen in nearly two days, but she was also making mental list of everyone who bothered to attend.
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