( i had to add the wierdness part...:P ))
PLOT - WINGING IT other then being shapeshifters  :P

BIO -

LOOKS -

NAME -

AGE -

GENDER -

POWER? -

PERSONALITY -

HISTORY -

OTHER? -

(( If you wanna, we can also add in the bio "Power?" So we can do more then shapeshifting. But only if you want to :P...))

Let me know if i forgot anything :)

LOOKS -

NAME - Zephanie Banes

AGE - 17

GENDER - female

POWER? - She can mess with peoples minds to make them think that they are in a different place doing something totally different

PERSONALITY - rp it out

HISTORY - you don't want to know

OTHER? - She can shapeshift into a kitten and a Black bear cub.

LOOKS -

NAME - Andrew

AGE - 18

GENDER - Male

POWER? - Shapeshifter (I may make something else up along the way...like maybe something with nature or something :P )

PERSONALITY - Hes very misterious, and doesn't talk much. He isn't shy, but chooses to be quiet. He doesn't have friends, and doesn't want any either. He's by himself alot, and that's the way he likes it. It annoys him very much when people try to talk to him. And it also irritates him, when he likes a girl, because he despises being nervous around her. He has a soft side, but noone sees it unless they are hurt.

HISTORY - He moved out when he was 17, and now lives by himself in a small apartment. His parents don't take the time to call him, because they aren't very fond of him. He says he doesn't care, but only he knows, somewhere inside him, it hurts.

OTHER? - (I will have him be able to do another power and shapeshift...but i have to think of something...:) ))

(( YES We do...LOL! mmkay, i start now...))

Andrew heard his alarm clock go off, and after atleast 20 beeps, he finally pressed stop. He put the covers over his head, and realized he had to get to school. Not that he was eager too. Being the knew student was never fun. They all tried to become either friends with you, or enemies. And he hoped, he would make enemies, or siviles, or just meet noone at all. He sighed as he got out of bed, and groaned as he walked to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes along the way. He had black sweat pants and no shirt. He ran a hand through his hair, as he frowned, watching the coffee brew. When it was done, he chugged it down, and went upstairs to get ready.

After he took a quick shower, and good enough clothes, he frowned as he walked out the door. He was wide awake, but being so miserable just thinking about school, put alot of energy out of him. He sighed and chose to be late for school. So he walked. He knew for the next 6 or 7 hours. He wasn't going to be left alone. So he chose to enjoy the quietness while it lasted. This was his first week at this new neighborhood. And neighbors have been saying hi to him all week. He did a small wave, trying to be polite, but didn't try to make any conversation. He would just keep frowning, and hope the day would go by quick.

When he finally got to school, he walked right to the office. "Wow you look so excited to be here, Mr. Long." The woman behind the desk said, sarcastically, and laughing at her own joke. Andrew made no comment, nor a single reaction. Noticing his attitude, the woman gave him the papers he needed, he took them, still frowning, and he walked to his new locker.

((omg i just realized what son gyour siggy is from! i luv that song!))

Zephanie woke up early. Her alarm hadn't even gone off. She looked around her room and it was still dark ouside. She decided to get up early instead of go back to bed. She walked downstairs where a book awaited her. Sh turned on the stove and broke some eggs into the pan that was already sitting on the burner. The eggs were done in minuets.  She sat down at the counter with a plate full of scrambled eggs with cheese on them and a book next to it. She leaned over the counter and grabbed a fork out of the dish drainer. She read while she ate and she was done quickly.

When she was done she close the book and walked upstairs again. She took a quick shower and blowdried her hair then straightened it. She looked better with straight hair than her usual frizzy curly hair. She tire a black ribbon in her hair then went into her room and dressed in a black a white dress. She slipped on her shoes and grabbed her book back, which was full of her homework and more books. She opened the door and walked out ready for school.

She walked down the sidewalk where the lighs were just flickering off. She liked being early for school. If she got there early enough she would go to her teachers cl*censored* rooms and talk to them. She loved to talk to her teachers and learn about stuff.

When Zephanie got to the school her math teacher was walking in. Mr. Cripe. She ran up to him and smiled. "Hi Mr.cripe!". The teacher looked at Zephanie. "Ms. Banes" He smiled "You're here quite early". Zephanie smiled and nodded "I like getting to school early." she smiled. "i have to go." she told him and walked into the office. Today she would be helping out in the office, with stuff that needed to be delivered to cl*censored*es like slips if a tacher wants to see a student or such. She greeted the lady at the desk and sat down. Waiting for school to start.

(( GAH!  I LOVE THAT SONG TOO! The lyrics are perfect  <3 Have you ever heard the song 'fire fly' by the same artist? I luv that song too..! :) ))

Andrew frowned, ignoring everyones stare as he walked by. He could've sworn, a girl was staring at him for way to long. He rolled his eyes, and kept walking. It seemed as if, people were starting to get intimidated by him. He smirked. Good....Be scared, and don't talk to me. Make me happy for once. He thought.

He sighed as he looked at the paper, and found the locker number he was looking for. #324. When he found his locker, and walked to it, the way he planned on walking the rest of the day. Slowly, and miserably. He didn't like complaining, and he wished he could act happier. But this was who he was, and whoever didn't except it, had their own issues. He kept frowning, as he got to his locker, and put his backpack in it.

After he stuck his backpack in his locker, he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He made no acknowledgement, and closed his locker, and started walking away. But he felt the tap again, and heard a male's voice.

"Excuse me, Mr. Long?" He turned around, and saw a average man, looking back at him.

"Yes..." His first words of the day. He frowned at knowing, it wasn't going to be his only words.

"I just wanted to give you a appropriate welcome here, I'm Mr. Cripe, the math teacher." He smiled at Andrew, and Andrew stared, and nodded his head. Someone called Mr. Cripe's name, and he gave a small goodbye wave to Andrew. And again, Andrew just nodded his head.  

When the bell rang The lady at the desk gave Zephanie a few papers. She took them and a hall pas.s and walked out. "wow, people already lost stuff." she chuckled to herself and started to deliver the slips. There was one for Mr. cripe's room.

zephanie jumped a little and headed off.

Andrew decided to wander the halls before cl*censored* started. He looked at the gym, cafeteria, and most of the cl*censored* rooms. Trying to remember where everything is. Only one person welcomed him the whole time, which brightend his mood alittle bit. He smirked as the extroverted person walked away. Thank God thats over... He rolled his eyes and kept walking.

When he heard the bell ring, he jumped from the sound, and walked slowly to cl*censored*. He frowned as some people p*censored*ed by him, and in his mind he was hoping they wouldn't say a word. His prayers from before were answered. Noone said a thing to him. He looked at his paper, and started walking to homeroom. Which was in Mr. Cripe's room. He sighed, as he walked there.  

Andrew frowned, but also looked confused. How could someone be so peppy? "Andrew..." He mumbled with no real emotion, he slid by her and held the door, and said. "I may not be the most happiest person in the world, but my momma taught me manners..." He said, as he motioned her to go first. One thing he did hate about himself, was he always frowned. He couldn't help it. It was as if, only he knew, that he really was a nice guy, and they just judged him by how he looked on the outside.