Having Some Fun

Klay sook peace in the lounge. Bad idea. Two boys were chatting about a "cell phone". But the rest had left. She put down the picture she had been drawing. It was of her home.
Home.
There was that word again. She looked down at the painting. The land was hilly, but flat in other places. But, everything was either a golden yellow or dark orange. Those were the colors of her land. The light. The air. Everything was endless Twilight. Endless beauty.
She sighed and put it on the next chair over. It was really good, thoguh she would probably end up throwing it away.

Klay took a glance at the boy who had said hello through the edge of her eyes. She said nothing but listened to them.
To tell the truth, she was more than a hundred years older than him. At least, Drow's had much longer lives than normal elves. They thoguht of her kind as lesser beings, who never respected or loved anything but themselves and their money. It was (more than half the time) the other way around. She had no interest in these boys but watched them anyway.

Klay's eyebrow shot up. The only reason the boy could not find her past was that she had blocked his powers. Anyway, she might as well go easy on at least a few people. Her eyes darted to her picture. Here, in this school of Nobodies like herself. But, no one was like her. Everything was different.
Looking back to the boys, Klay nodded, her eyebrow going back to it's usual position. At least the boys could not remove her mask. At least, no one had tried.
She hoped no one would.

Klay looked away. Cousins? They yabbered at each aother like young ones. She glanced at them through the corner of her eye and looked into the fire.
What a bunch. Of. Losers.

((SsS!!!))

Klay shook her head. They never had Winter at home. She was not used to the cold weather here, so she spent most of her tim inside. But at more warm places, like the beach, she went there all the time, though mostly at night. She always went out at night. She was almost nocturnal.
But not completely.