Chapter three

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Hi i'm Zen this chapter will be longer than the rest, i have a lot of side characters to introduce.

Zion's P.O.V.

i looked over to the boy they called Loki, he had pale porcelain skin that looked flawless and smooth. his eyes were a pale blue that almost faded to white giving him an indifferent sort of look, and his hair was unevenly cut but in general it laid upon his shoulders and in his eyes in uneven spikes of midnight blue. They were all amazing features, for a boy at least, but the thing that caught my eye was the fact that his lips looked so soft and pale.

 

"Zion? Zion to earth." he said pulling me out of my thoughts.

 

"Huh? Sorry i didn't hear you." i Said slightly embarrassed at being caught staring.

 

He smirked looking slightly amused. " it's okay i was only telling you that this is our 'dorm'." he then turned and opened the door we stopped at, stepping aside so i could walk in.

 

"Thanks." i mumbled as i walked past him, making him chuckle. he seemed to be having fun at least.(A/N: if only you knew Zion, if only you knew.)

The room we walked into was a bare concrete cubicle with enough space for two cots and two moderately large desks. other than a simple flower pot on one of the desks the room was odly bland. It was still impressing though. Loki walked in behind me and told me which cot and desk was mine. then he told me to put my things on the cot and follow him.

 

as we walked down the hall, to where ever it was we were going, we ran into some familiar faces. i realized they were the other members of group twelve. I didn't recognize a few of them though. Mainly the girls.

 

"Hello my dear friends, this is the new member of the freak show," Loki said sarcastically, catching there wandering attentions. "please introduce yourselves one by one so we can get this over with." he pointed at one of the scariest looking boy indicating that he should start.

 

"My names James." he stated briskly. He was the scary boy from earlier no wonder he looked familiar.

 

"Ooh~ my names Rebecca but you can call me Becca." Said a giggly girl. she was kind of short with long blond ringlets that reached down to her knees. Her eyes were a dark brown too.

 

"I'm Simon." said a voice from directly behind me causing me to jump while turning around only to find no one there. there was a tap on my shoulder startling me half to death. " I'm over here." i turned to see a smirking teen with an overconfident air about him. his hair was a dark brown, almost black, and his eyes were a shade of maroon.

 

" seriously Simon you nearly gave the poor darling a heart attack~" Said another, more high pitched voice. this one taking form almost instantly in a tackle/hug thing that had my face in her giant bosom nearly making me pass out from the lack of oxygen. "Aren't you just the sweetest little thing ever~!"

 

"Hey Leila i think you should- maybe let him breath ." a shy voice called out in panic.

 

"Oh gosh i'm so sorry~! I didn't realize it!" she dropped me causing me to land on my rump. Her dark skin tinting in embarrassment. Leila had shoulder length blond hair with warm caring emerald eyes.

 

I barely had a chance to gasp for breath before i was dragged into a standing position by a small brunet and forced into another hug that was thankfully not as deadly as the last. "My names Samantha! i'm so glad to meet you Zion we're going to be the best of friends!" she had spiked porcupine like hair, that seemed almost gravity defying, and her eyes were a cold grey but for some reason it just made her look...how do you put it?...it made her look mature.

 

"...uh... hi?" one bit of advice here i'm not a people person and i don't enjoy being...touched so casually, so this was seriously starting to freak me out.

 

Samantha just giggled then squeezed me a bit tighter before letting go completely. then she moved out of the way for the rest of the group to be introduced.

 

The next to step into the 'friendly exchange' was a tall red headed girl with a military haircut and a freckled face. She grinned widely showing her white teeth, "Hi my names Lillian, but i'd prefer it if you'd just call me Lily."

 

"My names Savanna..."Said a timid girl, she must have been the one to stop Leila from suffocating me to death. se was a petite girl with dark brown hair that was in the shape of a bowl.

 

"I'm Avery, and i'm awesome." Said a rowdy boy from the back of the group. Avery had a variety of colors in his hair that looked a lot like a rainbow shit on his head...or a unicorn either or it was pretty freaky.(A/N: i couldn't think of a better explaination than that sorry.)

 

"No your not you fu--" James yelled but was cut off by a mature looking girl(?) with long hair that fell to the floor in pools of pale brown her(?) dress was the same color of her eyes and that was a dark blueish purple, i think it's called violet.

 

"Watch your language boy!" She(?) yelled at him.

 

"Like your one to talk you...you...Cross dresser!"he yelled in return. 'aha so it wasn't a girl after all.' i thought.

 

"Ugh your so lame. Any way my names Ziv, if you were wondering it's Hebrew, but in English it translates to Bright or Radiant."

 

"nobody cares what your name means." James yelled at him.

 

ignoring James he continued, "please call me Ziva though i like it much better."

 

"..okay...?" i said shyly, this was getting really weird.

 

there were at least four more people there. one had Bright blue hair, that looked oddly natural, and his eyes were a freaky red color making me wonder if they were contacts. His name was Zack. Then there were the twins, they looked exactly the same with black hair and gold eyes. And even though they claimed they were boys i just couldn't help but wonder if they were lying, they were just to pretty to be boys. any way there names are Elijah and Gabriel, or Eli and Gabe. And the last person in there weird little world was named Zyanya (which i soon was informed by Ziva means forever or always in Zapotec.) She was a kind of secluded girl who only spoke when spoken to and apparently was very (and i mean very) freaky. She had a rats nest of hair the color of dead leaves, her eyes were a dull and sleepy looking brown, and her body was tanned in a caramel color. Her clothes also looked like she had been rolling around on the floor which i really wouldn't have doubted if someone told me she was doing just that.

After a while we all were submersed in light conversation as we made our way out of the building and into another to do something unknown to me as it were.

A/N: don't you think that was exciting? Gosh i just love my characters! they make me happy.

Anyway have a wonderfully horrible day and i'll see you next time.

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