((Alrighty. I got my dude already finished. 8D))

Edited because I realized I should have just put the bio in my other post with Ember's bio. o.o
haha

((now,lol))

Summer gulped, her eyes darted across the plain sterile white room she lived in. She shivered in the cold air that was thick with the stench of rubbing alcohol and industrial cleaner. She had lived in her own room the whole time she was here at this place, never talking to anybody but now, it seemed like she was going to break in complete solitude the cutting had become worse her only escape. But today wasn’t a time because now she was going to get a new room mate, completely unsure about who it would be male, female .But that’s not what bothered her, Summer’s hearts beat as fast as a flap of a hummingbird wing, completely in the dark about how bad and what ‘conditions’ he/she would have could they hurt her? She looked down at the floor her light pink hair falling all around her covering her face she sighed trying to calm herself.

Josh gritted his teeth.he didn't like the sound of this so called school.He mildly worried that there would no other people there like himself.His only release from the world was to cut.He'd attempted suicide once...and that's what got him in the place.He grunted atleast happy he was away from his parents.

Ace was being led to meet her new roommate at the Willow Brook academy.she was feeling quite uneasy about this new place.Her parents were very odd and in parcular about how she acted.Sure she'd almost burned her house down five times in a row...she truly didn't see anything wrong with it.

((Woot. :3 Yay for starting! haha))

Ember sat on the tiny, uninviting cot that was placed in the otherwise sparsely decorated room that she called home. Her knees were drawn up close to her body and her arms were wrapped protectively around her knees as she slowly rocked back and forth anxiously. Her iPod, one of the few possessions this place let her keep, was of course in her ears and nearly on full blast. Ember's currently lifeless blue eyes were wide as she watched the shadows on the wall dance about. The voices whispered around her head and she took a gasping breath as she realized she'd almost forgot to breath. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd talked to another one of the people in the dreadful school. She honestly couldn't even remember any of their names, if she'd ever known them at all. Ember shut her eyes and leaned against the stark white wall and tried to let her mind drift away from the incessant voices ringing in her ears.

Vance rolled over onto his side as he laid lazily across the cold floor in his room. One of the lighters he'd smuggled in, his favorite lime green one, was in his hand in a tight grasp. He flicked the lid open, ignited the tiny flame and watched the orange change to red and then back again. He shut the lid with a soft metallic click, then reopened it and repeated the process. He smiled his mischievous grin as the flame flickered. Oh, how he wished he could just set this whole building aflame. He wondered what would happen if he just lit this one room on fire... He shook his head and sat up, brushing the thought away. What a stupid idea. He'd surely get sent to a higher security facility if he did that, and then he'd never be able to keep his lighters and matches. He blew out a breath of air and pushed his bangs out of his face.
"This is so lame," He thought to himself, rolling his eyes.
Vance crept to his door and pulled it open quietly as he stepped out into the hall. He slid down the wall until he was sitting against it. His hall was always eerily silent; he didn't even think anyone occupied the other rooms yet. Sometimes he wished someone did so he would have someone to talk to. All the people in this school seemed too quiet and reserved for his taste. His head fell back against the wall and he stared at the ceiling, letting his mind wander onto better things.

Vance looked down at the lighter, still in his hand, and flicked it open again. He help it up in front of his face and stared mindlessly at the tiny flame. A flame that had so much potential, but would never get to blossom into a full blown fire. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement. He gasped, nearly dropping the lighter, and quickly shoving it into his pocket. Vance's green eyes were wide as he stared at the pink haired girl near the end of the hall.
"Oh, no, no, no," Vance stuttered as he jumped up and walked quickly towards the girl. "Look, you didn't see anything, okay? Don't tell ANYONE you saw me with a lighter, or I'll be dead, you got that?"

He looked down at her, still slightly panicked. He didn't recognize this girl and she seemed like one of those silent types of people that inhabited this place so he doubted she would have said a word anyway. Still, he was just going to stare her down until she made a promise not to tell.

Vance cursed in his head for making the poor girl cry. That wasn't his intention, he didn't even want to scare her, he was scared himself.

"Wait... why are you crying?" He asked, confused. "I... Um. You just sort of surprised me. If the people here find me with lighters and stuff, I'll get in so much trouble. I don't think you know about me." He started rambling, which he did often, and completely forgot that he'd frightened the small girl. He took a deep breath and slowed his speech, "I'm Vance. Who are you?"

Vance backed away slightly as soon as he realized he sort of had her cornered. He returned her smile with a much more awkward one and looked down towards his shoes. He discovered the scars on Summer's wrists just before she pulled down her sleeves. Not knowing what to say about that, he simply kept quiet and looked her in the eye again.

"Um, well, it's nice meeting you, Summer," Vance said, thinking about what this girl must have gone through to hurt herself like that. "I like your septum piercing." He laughed nervously. "We match!" He flicked his own piercing and it quickly bounced back into place.

Vance plopped down on the dusty floor soon after Summer.

"Haha, I know how you feel about the hair dye thing... My colors are faded and everything," He pulled up a random strand of dyed red hair and then let it fall back into place. "I've only been here a couple months, I think. I haven't really been keeping track." He shrugged solemnly.

Leaning back on his hands, Vance let out a tired sigh. "I don't even know why I'm here. It's not like I was doing anything to hurt anybody. Not really." He laughed and stared up at the dirty, neglected ceiling.

((Where is everyone else? I need a reason to bring Ember into this. haha
I've been neglecting her. ;_; ))

((Sorry guys...also would you mind if meh girl charrie was Summer's roomate?))

Ace was told a certain room number and began wandering trying to find it.She didn't mind looking for it.After all it gave her something to do besides stand there.She rounded a corner and saw Summer and Vance.

Josh stared blankly trying to figure out what to do next.This place gave him the creeps..it was too...white.He prefered dark colors and wandered around looking for the room he was supposed to go to.

Vance noticed another girl in the hall and wondered where she'd come from.

"Hi," Vance waved with a smile. He habitually grabbed his lighter and started twirling it between his fingers. "Are you lost?"

He tilted his head to the side and kept the smile on his face. He looked slightly maniacal with a lighter in hand and a creepy smile on his face.

Ember dropped her legs over the side of her bed and angrily threw her pillow across the room. It hit the wall with a small thud then fell to the ground with a plop. She shoved her iPod into the pocket of her ripped up black skinny jeans and made her way to the door.

"Maybe if I leave this room, the voices will shut up," She muttered to herself, turning around as she thought she saw someone following her. "No, there's no one there." She re*censored*ured herself. "I'm alone in my room. Always..."

She swung the door open and then slammed it shut with a ton of force. Her blue eyes scanned the hallway and she immediately spotted a boy that was all by himself. He looked sort of lost, but she stayed quiet and just hoped he wouldn't see her.

"He's probably... not even real," Ember whispered to herself, shutting her eyes tight. When she reopened them he was still there. She stared at him with a frightened look on her face and took a sharp intake of breath.

"Kind of...," Ace said calmly studying every door she came upon.

Josh glanced at Ember.He was sort of glad there were more people there and he wans't alone.He just hoped none were crazy as everyone belived.

(Writers block...)

[[I have clas.s almost every day and live in the Pacific timezone. I blame my non-posting on this.]]

 They were going to take her away, but he wasn’t going to let that happen. To be apart from Gwen? He’d sooner throw himself on a sharp stick. In fact, he would whittle the stick, jam it in the ground, and throw himself on it. He had made this very clear when he arrived. Kendel wasn’t one you would expect to attack someone over a doll. But he was. Of course, the most he could do were a few scratches. But that had been a fun tantrum. He hoped he had bothered everyone by that hissy fit. Scream up and down the hallway, give the nutters something to really fear. 

“Hehe.” He was surprised they hadn’t put him in restraints. And no drowsy-pills either?  That wouldn’t be much fun. But, being here to begin with was a disappointment. And the fact that they could keep him in the funny house even after he was legally an adult irritated him. He didn’t want to be cooped up in some horrible building forever. A coffin with windows. But they had really horrible security. “Just find your room.” they said.

At first he thought it was a joke. But they left him in the hallway. He had considered telling them this was a mistake, and that he could brutally kill himself on a doorknob or something, but remained silent. What kind of nut house lets the nuts run around on their own? One that obviously doesn’t care. What fun. Someone was going to die here, he was sure of it. Maybe someone already had. 

 He pulled the hairbrush he was holding through Gwendolyn’s hair. At this point the doll was better presented than he was. A nice blue dress, stockings, even her shoes were shined. Kendel smiled.  “Much better with you here. Why, without you, I would go mad, wouldn’t I?” He hugged her briefly and started to hum as he continued to prep her hair. He walked down the hall, looking for his room, #238. 

"Oh," Vance replied simply as he was distracted by the tiny flame that sparked up from his lighter. "Well, uh, you're welcome to just sit here with us." He shrugged, looking Ace in the eye. "I'm Vance, by the way..." He slowly ran the lighter under the palm of his hand and savored the feeling of light heat.

Ember stared at Josh, still being eerily silent.  She backed up into the corner of the hall timidly and sat down, watching the imaginary shadows on the wall slink around. Her eyes returned to Josh, looking him over apprehensively. She decided that he seemed okay and probably wouldn't try to kill her, so she immediately relaxed a bit but still kept her distance.

((thats fine Ranni :) ...btw brain dead ))