Haunted

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This city is just like any other consisting of a bustling downtown where people go to shop and upon sundown comes alive with neon-lights and blaring music clubs.
The suburbs are much more relaxed than the city, homes and small businesses remain quiet while children go about their day going to school and playing.
The industrial area is where many work factories and mills constantly taking in resource and putting out product.
And among it in the middle of the city, stands a building, an uninteresting sky-scraper reaching toward the heavens, often enough people enter and leave, however nobody truly knows what the building is for or what kind of business goes on within.

Current Time: Morning

Ayita left her new house with a small smile. Saying goodbye to her grandfather, who was still unpacking, she pulled her bag closer to her and made her way down the street. She would have to take a bus to go to school, she didn't mind taking the bus, it would be good for people to see her as normal. she fiddled with the ruby pendent she had. It was a gift to her from her late mother, and she cherished it. looking up again, she found herself at the bus stop.

[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] packed her backpack for her first day of school. She wore a Japanese style school uniform she thought had looked nice in the store and hypnotized the cashier into buying for her. She had also hypnotized the princepal of the school to enroll her without her..."parents" permission. She 140 something, she was old enough to be someone's great-great-great grandmother; though that was not the point, point was she didn't need any permission from pratically anyone. She hoped she wouldn't stand out too much and that she didn't look stupid for being a "country gal".
Charlotte also didn't want to talk because of her wierd Southern-American-mixed-with-Scottish accent. She looked at her empty appartment and decided to go looking for a job later on because her old furniture wasn't going to last much longer. She put the the strap over her shoulder and fixed her messenger bag and clothing accordingly. "I believe the Japanese call this kawaii." she said looking in the mirror and smiling, walking out the door to walk to the school.

Sitting at the back of the bus was a boy wearing a black hooded vest and a blood-red T-shirt beneath it. He looked preoccupied with what appeared to be a cell-phone, however he was holding it strangely. Balancing it between his two hands while prodding at it with his thumbs, looking utterly enthralled with his capacity to do so.

As the bus lurched to a stop and he nearly tumbled forward, the phone in his hands jostled free and was sent bouncing out of his grasp, at which he would frantically try a few times to snatch it out of the air, succeeding in doing so after the third or fourth try, unfortunately this time he had managed to catch the device with his mouth.

"HA! I GOT IT!" He celebrated still not taking it out, prompting almost all the others within the bus to look at him as though he were a madman.

Yuichi was having a blast, after con-ing some tool out of his blue and white sport bike he bought up all the gear he needed to ride the bike in style 'Hahaha buses are for losers' under his black and blue biker gear he had a white hoodie, black jeans and dark blue running shoes. As he was enjoying the open road he saw a parked bus and smirked. Yuichi pulled up next to the bus and did a quick burn-out before hitting the nitrous on the bike and taking off laughing at his own 'awesomeness' 'Always nice to have an audience'

Ayita rolled her eyes. "I hope i don't have see him again," she said as she walked onto the bus, her red eyes resting on a boy with a phone in his mouth. Noticing she was staring, she looked around to find an empty seat, choosing the window seat by the back of the bus. She pushed her white bangs out of her face, and proceeded to stare out of the window.

so far so good she thought to herself.

Charlotte saw a blue blur coming up the street she was about to cross. before she knew it, the blur passed her and a gust of wind came along with it, blowing her skirt up as it passed. "Ahhh!" she screamed as she hurridly tried to get her skirt down before anyone saw. She looked both ways, crossed the street and ran to the campus in embarrasment.