DontxBlinkk/Liliebar | Friendship and Love

[liliebar]

New kid. Oh, how Lilith hated that term. Yet, it was something she had become rather used to. As the young female sat in the passenger, she stared out the window. She had one leg crossed over the other as her mother's words went through one ear and out the other. Black, knee high stockings adorned each leg, covering the smooth and flawless flesh. Her emerald, plaid skirt was lightly hiked up each thigh. Her head tilted back as she sighed softly. It seemed as though it took hours for them to reach the academy. The moment her mother pulled the car into the parking lot of the front of the academy, Lilith quickly exited the car, gripping onto her brown, leather messenger back. She merely waved her mother off as she exited and closed the door. She adjusted her uniform as she gazed around the grounds. The students were all in uniform, just as she was. Lilith loathed the school attire bit. She missed wearing her regular clothing. Regalia Academy. This was to be her part-time home for the next remaining years of her high school life.

Lilith sighed as she stared down at her bosom that produced a firm cleavage rather visible. Her petite framed seemed to fit nicely into the uniform as it adorned each curve she possessed. Raising a hand, she combed her fingers through her soft, long blond hair. Her fingers tenderly combed each strand as she bit her lower lip. Reaching into her messenger back, Lilith removed a clear bag that was full of plump dark red cherries. She removed one as she placed it to her lush lips and walked casually through the crowd of students that lingered through out the school ground. As she waked by, she managed to turn some heads from the male and female student body alike. After plucking a few more cherries into her mouth, Lilith returned the bag only to remove a sheet of paper. On the sheet was written her locker number as well as the combination for it. Lilith had already received her books and they added such tremendous weight to her bag. One-by-one, she placed all the books into her locker, aside from the one she needed for her first class.

Lilith took in a deep breath as she closed the locker door. Her hand rested against the cold metal as she became lost in thought. This was hopefully the last time that she would be the 'New Kid'. She had such hope for it. She longed to stay in a place long enough to make a lasting relationship. Not that it truly matter. There was a deep and dark void that filled Lilith's being and she longed for it to be filled. She was unsure of what had caused such a void, but it was there nonetheless. Lilith turned her body around as she rested her back against the lockers. Both arms were draped in the front of her body as she held onto the handle of the messenger bag. She rested against the locker, staring at nothing in particular. None of the other students had approached her just yet. Most were still rather caught up in their own mingling. As she began to look down the hallway, she could easily pick out the picking order in this school. Each group of students becoming evident in what click each belonged to. It was the same at each school she had attended and it seemed that even in such a wealthy, upstanding academy as Regalia that the 'click' rules even applied there. After the last few moves, Lilith saw no point in trying to immerse herself into a particular click. There was no point seeing as she would only be moving once more and would have to start all over. Perhaps this time was to be different.

As Lilith became lost in thought yet once more, something grabbed her attention. It was a light commotion and she can the sounds of several girls. It was evident they were swooning over something, or rather someone to be precise. She stared over in the direction as the group came into view. Soon, she was able to see the spectacle they were all fawning over. It appeared to be a young male and attached to each arm was a girl clinging to him as though for dear life. They all seemed rather happy and content to just be near 'him'. Lilith's head cocked to the side in slight curiousity. She had witnessed such spectacles before but it was still surprising to say the least. This male student was also attractive to her for some reason and she could not fathom why. The moment she locked eyes with his something made her heart go aflutter. "Eh."[/b She immediately noticed that she was gawking at him and quickly turned her gaze elsewhere. A frustrated flush painted her pale-rosy cheeks.​

 

[DontxBlinkk]

The sound of an alarm echoed through Natalie's empty home. She lifted her hand, running her slender, pale fingers over the top of the clock, halting the buzzing. She listened to the sound of her room, allowing the silence to fill her senses. A light cling of plates travelled up the stairs and with a forced groan, the girl lifted her head. As per usual, the pillow had attacked her hair during the night, causing quite a knotted mess in her chocolate brown locks. Nothing a firm brushing and hair spray styling couldn't fix. And with that thought, Nellie lifted herself from the bed and made her way down the hallway, moving at a pace much like the undead would. Controlling her hair was an easy task compared to how the rest of her day would go.

As soon as she returned to her room, the closet was attacked. The hand that was now reaching for Natalie's binder was no longer her own. The body matched, but the personality who controlled it was another being entirely. Issac zipped the white flattening article closed, giving the body the support it needed for the day. Natalie didn't need it, but Issac always felt better with the tight feeling firm around 'his' chest. On top of that went the rest of the uniform.

Since Natalie started at the private school, she has had the same image; a thin, feminine boy who refused to put up with anyone's crap or opinions. Her father and mother had spent years drilling one single idea into her head until she could no longer take it. Her best friend had been ripped from her when she was younger and her parents continued to bombard her with the worst thoughts a child could have. Lilith was a horrible person; Lilith was just there to fool her; Lilith never meant what she said; There was no way the two of them could ever be together. With each word, Natalie began to believe what they were saying. Her mind slowly split until she began to forget large chunks of time, lessons she learned in school, conversations she had with people. Issac had taken partial control of not only her body, but her personality. It had been years since anyone outside of her home had spoken to Natalie.

Issac crept down the stairs, fixing the collar of his shirt around the top of the emerald green vest as he slipped his feet into the black shoes at the base of the stairs. There were voices in the kitchen, but Issac didn't bother with them. The parents weren't worth actually trying to talk to that morning. They were too focused on getting to their own jobs.

There was already a car pulled up outside of the house and along with his bag, Issac slipped inside, giving a quick hello to his classmate. The male didn't waste a second driving towards the school as he began to talk to, or at, the passenger. Issac was only half listening as he leaned on his arm, staring out the window, hoping they would get to the school soon. But sadly, as soon as he got there, he was attacked by his normal high school fangirls.

With a false smile and a brush of his hair from his face, 'Natalie' left the car. A group of girls were waiting for Issac to come out to them, giving him pleased and happy greetings. One or two of the women handed over breakfast items such as home made muffins and cookies, hoping the gifts would get them on his good side. Issac took them with calm thank yous before heading inside towards his locker. Two girls were convinced they would, and were allowed, to hang off of his arms, but it didn't last very long.

"Girls, please," he commented, breaking free of them to walk down the hallway. They verbally complained, but allowed him to make his way down to his locker. Natalie's foggy blue eyes stopped at the sight of Lilith. In the past, she would have known who it was right away, but with Issac at the wheel, there was no way the woman's face would click within his memory. With a playful smile, the man greeted Lilith before working his way over to his locker, sitting right beside the blonde female's. "New here?" he questioned. "Or finally coming out of hiding?"

Issac's voice didn't change from Natalie's, meaning he still sounded as feminine as the body ever did. But many brushed it off, or simply saw it as an even more attractive feature.

 

[liliebar]

Intense. That was how it felt to her. Lilith watched the other come over and give her a greeting. She pulled away from leaning against the locker as the other walked next to her to his locker. She took quick note to that playful smile. It did not take long for her to put the pieces completely together about this student. Lilith stared back and noticed she was getting some nasty looks from the female students who had been flocked around the other. They had begun to talk amongst themselves, more than likely about her. Lilith turned her gaze back to the other as she reached into her messenger bag once more to pull the bag of cherries from it. Lilith for a moment was baffled at the feminine sounding voice but soon quickly shrugged it off. After all, it was not uncommon for a male to possess a feminine voice. "New." was all that she responded before popping a cherry into her mouth. She loved those cherries, ever since she was a child they were her favourite. "You have quite the fan club." Lilith spoke in almost a whisper as she looked back over to the group of girls.

Then, she noticed a girl coming towards her and the other. The girl appeared to be in a bit of a huff and the way she walked gave perfectly clear evidence to Lilith of whom she was. She was the girl who had worked her way in the ranks to 'number one'. The girl came over to them and practically shoved Lilith out of her way as she wrapped her arms around Isaac's neck, pressing her body firmly to the other. "Hello you. I was wondering where you were." she spoke as she ran a finger down the center of the other's forehead down to his lips. She looked at him with such a rather seductive look before she cocked her head some and looked over to Lilith. She gave Lilith a couple 'once overs'. Lilith was quite attractive and she had lovely curves. The girl lightly glared for a moment as she considered Lilith to be a threat. She kept herself pressed up against Isaac as though to make a claim to deter Lilith. "I see you met our newest student. It's Lilith, right? I'm Kirsten and this lovely hunk is Isaac."

Lilith sighed heavily as she adjusted her weight some as she stared at the two of them. Wonderful. That stereotypically 'perfect guy and perfect girl' scenario. "Yeah, I'm Lilith and nice to meet you." She responded, an underlying sarcasm in her tone. Another cherry was plucked between her lips. In all the schools she attended, Lilith saw this scene play out often and she rather loathed these types of girls. They were always, well, bitches. Lilith combed her fingers through her long hair once again as she looked away from the pair. The other female, Kirsten, was eying over Lilith once more and waited for Lilith to turn her head back around. The moment Lilith looked back to them Kirsten pressed her lips to Isaac's to steal a kiss. Even though they were not truly a couple, Kirsten wanted Isaac for herself and went out of her way to do whatever it took. Lilith simply stared. She had the hint but saw no reason for it. "You know, Kirsten, you have nothing to worry from me. He's not even my type. Also, if you are feeling that threatened, then you must not be as great as you believe yourself to be." Lilith spoke in a snide remark. Yet, despite her words that she had no interest in the other, she couldn't help how her heart seemed to remain in that feverish flutter.

A few of the students who were the near the trio gasped and 'oooo'd as they heard Lilith's words. The fellow female body feared Kirsten and adored her at the same time while others attempted to stay out of her path. Kirsten fought back a 'growl' as Lilith's snide remarks reached her ears. She glared angrily at the newcomer. Lilith seemed rather un-phased by the glare of the other girl. Lilith looked back to Isaac and made eye contact. She couldn't help but become lost as she stared into those hues that captivated her. She could not understand what it was about those eyes, but they drew her in and captivated her. Lilith quickly shook her head to force herself free from the trance. Before Kirsten could even respond, Lilith turned back on the pair as she walked down the hall through the crowd of students. Kirsten huffed as she watched her leave. "What a snob." Kirsten spoke as she continued to huff. "She'll regret those words."​

 

[DontxBlinkk]

While Lilith popped another cherry past her lips, Issac ignored the motion this time around in favour of picking the books that were needed for class. He stuffed them in his side bag and gave another smirk. "Some of the girls are quite annoying," he informed her, almost verbally mocking them as he spoke. "I let them follow me around. It makes them feel special, I guess." He fell silent before shutting the metal door and turning, just in time for Kristen to join the discussion. This was the first time he had a chance to take a good look at Lilith. She was cute, to put it simply, with an innocent look to her face and how she held her body. She was a good example of how the uniform should be worn, showing off her curves and just heightening the look she wore oh so well. But the cherries gave her another look entirely. Issac had seen the look many times before when girls chewed on the ends of their pens while giving him looks of lust during a boring lecture.

His thoughts were interrupted when Kristen touched him, drawing her finger down the natural line of his facial features. When the tip reached his lips, his soft tongue dashed out, giving the girl a soft tap before breaking into a grin, removing her hand. He knew exactly what she was doing where there was a moment of silence. The once over was Kristen's signature move and she was known to give one to every person she met on a daily basis. In fact, if she didn't, many believed her to be ill. As the girl ate another cherry, Issac's eyes followed her fingers, settling on her lips until Kristen attempted to pull him away. He wasn't affected as much as she hoped and returned the kiss only to take a look at Lilith again, listening closely to what she said this time around.

Issac laughed in response to her suggestion. The 'oo's were nothing to him and didn't mean a think. Girls had a habit of giving that response to most anything they found risky, which was most things when it came to other women. And Kristen's response was completely expected. It was rare for her to not be threatened by whatever another woman was doing. Issac never seemed to notice or cared much, but he had seen in the past Kristen perform the most horrifying displays of jealousy the school had ever seen.

"I'll see you at lunch," he commented with a casual wave of his fingers as Lilith turned to her first class. He was careful to make note of just how long she kept eye contact with him. Something in the back of his mind clicked as he stared back into her own, but it was almost like deja vu more than a memory he had. As the girl beside him spoke, he turned to look her in the eye. "Now now, behave yourself." Issac lightly pulled his fingers through Kristen's hair before breaking free. "If you see Jordan, tell him we need to discuss last night, will you?" With another wave, the brunette cut away and started to the first class of the day.

Despite being known as a lady's man during the day, at night Issac rarely took women home. There were plenty of rumours going around about him meeting up with girls from other schools in the area, even one where he had an older girlfriend, but nothing about the girls in the school. Jordan, his typical morning ride, was the only person who had any scoop about what went on at night and his lips were sealed tighter than a bank vault.

 

[liliebar]

Annoying. This entire Academy was annoying to Lilith and she needed to find her escape. She had sat in her first few of classes where each teacher insisted on introducing and having her to give some detail about herself. Why did every teacher insist on doing this to her? She wanted a break and freedom from being the new kid. Much to her dismay, Kirsten had been in one of her classes. The girl had given her nasty looks the entire period and made it rather clear of how Issac was hers and hers alone. Lilith wanted someone to shoot her. She despised girls like Kirsten and she managed to gain all of her attention. It was a relief for some of the female student body who had recently been on Kirsten's bad side, but not for Lilith. Why had she said anything to the girl? Lilith had figured she wouldn't have any classes with the prep queen, but apparently luck had a funny sense of humour today. No matter what she did now, whether it be ignore or respond to Kirsten, the girl was not about to leave her alone. Luckily, Lilith was able to find some relief when Kirsten went and spoke with another male student. The male student seemed to get a weird look on his face before smiling and agreeing to something. Lilith's head cocked to the side slightly, curiousity consuming her but she soon put that at bay so as to not get herself into another shit storm with Kirsten.

Lilith was quite thankful that her next class did not consist of Kirsten. Much to her dismay once again, however, she learned that she was to be sharing the same lunch period as the girl. She just couldn't get a break! Why did fate seem to hate her so? Why? Despite Kirsten's demeanor towards Lilith, Lilith had managed to gather some friendly welcoming's from some of the student body. Yet, some were a little too friendly for her liking as she was suddenly being courted. Seriously? It was but her first date and already some of the male body were attempting to make a move on her. Horny teenagers. What else was to be expected from such a rowdy bunch? New Kid. Always the bloody new kid and things always played out the same for her. Lilith was beginning to regret not taking her mother up on the home schooling option. That would have been much simpler and would saved her the fun filled life of drama. Then again, to be home alone with her mother for such extensive hours would drive her insane. She just could not win no matter what choice she made.

Lilith had planned to make herself invisible here at Regalia, but that was all blown to pieces now. She was on Queen Bitch's radar and more than likely was going to be on it for quite some time. Lilith wanted to find herself an escape. No. She needed to find herself an escape. During the change of classes, Lilith managed to find just that as she snuck her way through the crowd. Kirsten had caught sight of her and had attempted to catch her. Thankfully, Lilith found herself free of Kirsten's malicious gaze and made her way to a stairwell. Lilith stared up at the vast stairs before deciding to climb as she heard Kirsten's voice. Quickly, she had made her way to top of the case and found herself staring at a door. After a brief moment of hesitation, she had opened the door and found herself upon the roof top of the building. A gentle breeze picked up her blonde locks and caressed her cheeks. She took in a deep breath of the fresh air before exhaling. Smiling to herself, Lilith walked over to the edge and leaned against the side as she stared out into the large playing field owned by the Academy. Lilith watched as the students mingled amongst themselves below, preparing for their gym class and waiting for the teacher to instruct them.

Lilith reached into her bag and removed the bag of cherries before allowing the messenger bag to drop to the floor. Her books spilled themselves free from their enclosure. She groaned at the sound of them piling outside of her bag but did not bother to return them to their resting place. They could just remain scatter for now for all she cared. With a heavy sigh, she plopped a cherry into her mouth and teased it with her tongue. Her gaze became half lidded as she stared at nothing in particular. The breeze continued to dance around her, lifting and playing with her plaid skirt. "Why don't I ever keep by big mouth shut? I should really know better by now." She grumbled to herself as she closed her eyes. ". . .Why do I insist on getting on the Queen Bitch's, at every school, bad side? Am I just that unlucky? Ugh!" Her came down, landing quite hard against her arm that resting on the side of the edge of the roof. "He was kind of cute though. . .which is strange. . ." She lightly grinned to herself as thought about it. Lilith never found anyone cute in an attractive way, not until now. That is to say as far as she could remember. For whatever reason, her heart seemed to be closed off but the moment she had saw 'him', her heart had gone into a flutter. "Just my luck. . .the first person I ever find attractive . . . heh."​

 

[DontxBlinkk]

As much as Issac hated school, he still got top marks and as much as he hated the attention, he had plenty of friends and even more admirers. The 'male' never enjoyed the amount of people who fawned over him and nearly threw himself at his feet. The men of the school never went as far as the females, but Issac knew they had their own special fantasies, of whatever level, which they wished would fall into place. Even some of the straightest men in the school had some craving of friendship with the high class student.

Each of the brunette's classes were filled with people attempting to partner with him or sit beside him during the teacher's boring lesson. While tiring, Issac found what they did entertaining and went ahead and encouraged what they were doing. At times, he tried to control them, to push them away, but most of the time, he allowed the chaos to happen and sat back to watch 'the puppets play'. The teachers never seemed to bother with stopping whatever went on, knowing that with many of the high class students who went there, it was impossible to do anything of the sort. Just as Lilith had realized, the richer the student, the cockier they were and the less they would listen. It was up to Issac to stop what was going on, for the most part and at times, he would. But not that day. He was far too interested in seeing how the day would play out.

With each period, the students would voice some comment about how Lilith acted or spoke, or even attempt to back Kristen up. Again, Issac said nothing. He didn't see it as his place to get involved with. The student body knew how they would act and react to what was going on during the day. The head of the class had no say. Not that he cared much.

Finally it was lunch time and there was a bit of a break from the normal every day chaos. Like normal, Issac made his appearance in the cafeteria, grabbing his lunch and Jordan, before vanishing to the roof of the school. It was rare for anyone to follow them, of course they wanted to be left alone from the normal chaos that took place during the school day and their only sanctuary was found on the roof of the school. Issac dragged Jordan back behind the small cover of the stairwell, where the two fell into their small world, ignoring what might happen around them.

When Lilith came onto the roof, all was silent. Even after she spoke, there wasn't a sound. Not until a moment or two afterwards did a noise come from behind the stairs. A low, guttural comment, too soft to pick out the exact words, followed by what could only be described as a moan. Again, the two were soft as the mumbles continued, slowly raising in volume, only to drop again as the voices returned to their pleasured state. The wind began to circle the roof top, carrying the voices to the newest student, giving her a chance to listen in on the private conversation.

"Seriously, I thought I heard someone."

"There's no one there!" the second voice responded with a rude hiss. Issac's voice was as confidant as it was that morning, knowing exactly what he wanted from the man sharing the roof with him. "Get back here." The soft moan sounded again before the first man let out a pained gasp. "Listen to me next time," Issac scolded, giving the man a light slap before the two exited around the side of the shelter. Issac was certainly there, with a taller, football player-type man, who quickly adjusted his tie. Issac was soon to follow, playing with the collar of his shirt until it laid flat over the uniform vest.