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<div align=center>The sky was dotted with neat little grey clouds that could perhaps have meant snow was on the way, December was drawing ever closer and the weather was getting colder and colder. The courtyard was more or less empty aside from the students crossing it to go to whatever classes they had to be at. There was one girl who'd been sat cross legged on the grass for a little while, underneath the big tree that grew on one side. She watched everyone else with a disinterested sort of look on her face, her ears aeroplaned lazily to the sides and her tail flicking idly every now and then, like an irritated cat.

School was boring. Dee Dee would have perhaps rather been anywhere else but here right now, she had half a mind to skip her next class, one wouldn't hurt, right? She could catch up later, maths wasn't that important anyway. The girl yawned, her ears flicking backward as she did so. It was cold and Dee loved it, the colder it was the happier she was, at least that's how it was usually. Unfortunately due to the cold, most students had chosen to remain inside, leaving her little choice of anyone to play with. A playmate, that was all she really wanted. She leaned back on the trunk of the tree, staring up at it's leaves, the ones that were left on it were a pretty orange sort of colour, the rest of the branches had been stripped bare.

A breath of wind tugged at the girl's silver ringlets, pushing her hair out of her face and making her frown. She reached a hand up to fix it again, flattening her fringe and smoothing out the frizzier parts. Another yawn escaped her, and she stretched both legs out in front of herself, taking a moment or two to pull her stockings back up to her thighs. She couldn't understand how a school so full of supernatural beings could be so devoid of interesting people, or attractive people at that (or were they the same thing?) Her eyes flickered up again, watching, waiting for something to strike up her interest.</div>

<div align=center>Dee Dee had noticed the boy before he'd even decided to come over. Much taller than her, but then again, who wasn't? He was formed nicely, and on closer inspection she decided that he had a nice face, too, she was almost relieved when he perched himself next to her, she'd been so bored she thought she was going to cry. Her ears flicked upright as he spoke, and she pushed her glasses a short way up her nose. "New?" She asked, tilting her head to one side, smiled softly and shook it. "Not new," she told him, "merely elusive." Whether Dee Dee could actually be called elusive or not, that was something for others to argue about.

The cold had absolutely no effect on Dee, she didn't feel it, and therefore she enjoyed it. Whereas most would have had to wrap themselves up in a coat and scarf, she was wearing what could probably be called summer clothing, aside from her turtleneck jumper, which currently covered her chin. It made her smile just a little when she realized that Damien was refusing to look at her, she pouted a little and tucked a stand of hair behind her ear.

A quick glance at him suggested that he was perhaps around the same age as her, her height made her look younger than she was though, and she cursed it because of that. It added to that cute factor, though, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. "I think lazy is actually the way to put it." Dee Dee seldom admitted that she had any flaws, but laziness was certainly one of them.</div>

<div align=center>Dee shrugged, he was right, she liked having nothing to do, or more to the point she liked doing nothing and procrastinating. Ah, procrastination, something that felt so familiar to her. She was a sharp girl, but her teachers often mistook her for the opposite since they never really saw any evidence of progress, only due to the fact that she seldom did any work. Perhaps I should. She knew she'd go no where in life if she never did any work, but did she really have to? Why couldn't she just live here? Because it doesn't work that way, that's why. Dee Dee wasn't the sort of person who enjoyed expending energy, she was skinny, but she seldom moved around all that much.

She glanced to him as he smiled, liking the way it looked on his features. She most likely wouldn't have been against kissing him, he was attractive and her eyes couldn't help flickering to take in the rest of his body. She looked away again, a small, innocent smile upon her face. I'm Damien. She nodded, "my name is Dee Dee." She answered, shooting him a sideways glance at him, her bright eyes meeting his for a brief moment, she giggled softly and looked away again, ears flicking down to the sides. Her ears were perhaps the most expressive part of her after her eyes, it was always easy to tell her mood depending on the way she held them, which in some ways was somewhat useful, for other people anyhow. "It's nice to meet you."</div>

<div align=center>Things had happened very quickly, Dee had gone outside for some fresh air, bored and looking for someone to mess with. She had wandered to the courtyard and sat herself down against the trunk of the big tree there, nothing had happened for a while, and then a boy she'd never seen before had come and sat himself next to her, introducing himself as Damien and asking if she was new here. He'd asked her his name, and now all of a sudden she thought he was trying to kiss her. And who could blame him? She asked herself, I'm attractive even if I say so myself.

She debated giving in to him for a moment or two, though perhaps this would provide her with some entertainment for a little while, that's what she had wanted, right? Besides, he was attractive, she wouldn't have minded kissing him at all. One of her arms snaked it's self around his neck, and she pulled herself close, "you're a little bold, aren't you?" She purred, a wicked little smile crossing her features. The girl pressed her lips to his in a small, somewhat short kiss, before following up with a slightly longer one. She giggled softly, I think that's all he wanted, she shrugged to herself, fine by me.</div>

<div align=center>Dee let out a light squeak, and arched her back suddenly. "Hey, now," she scolded, though her tone carried a hint of laughter in it, she was rather bemused than angry with him. She was enjoying this attention, it had been a while since she'd had attention like this. She wondered how long it'd, last, not very long, she imagined, these things didn't really last very long, she never knew if it was her or the person she was with, she usually went for it being her, she could be a little difficult to get along with at times, and she knew that very well.

The girl quivered a little, letting out a short, involuntary little purr, her lips found themselves to Damien's neck, there was a pleasant sort of scent that hung around him, she didn't know if it was cologne or if that was just the way he smelled, but it was good and she liked it. She sucked hard just above the boy's jugular, one hand shifting up to the top of his head, the other arm hooked it's self around his waist. When she drew her lips away again there she had left a mark in the form of a small, red welt, it'd probably bruise later.</div>