(Demy is starting the roleplay now :). Btw, when your not telling your story, type in parentheses at the beginning or end of your post. Thnx)
"Come with me..." Brooke said in a beautiful sing-song voice.
The young man smiled and looked at her with blank eyes. "Yes..." he said, in a trance.
Brooke reached out her and and stared at him with her bright red eyes. She swam out, just a few feet from the beach, continuing to sing.
The man stepped into the water and began to swim towards the beautiful girl.
"Come with me," she said again. She swam under the surface of the water. The boy followed.
Just wait a few minutes, she thought, the fun part is yet to come. She bared her sharp teeth in a smile.
Brooke woke with a jolt. Just a dream, she thought, Y'know. The real kind... She sat up and stretched her arms out.
She had only been at the Academy for two weeks, but still wasn't used to the feeling of waking up in an actual bed instead of a rock on the beach. She wasn't sure which she enjoyed more.
Brooke jumped out of bed and got ready for class. Clean clothes. Brush hair. Brush teeth. Grab backpack. Same routine as every other day. Brooke missed the variety of her life when she was living alone on the beach, looking for men.
She headed for her first class. Choir. One of her favorite classes, being a siren and all. The boys adored her. In fact, the choir had gotten quite a few new boy members in the past two weeks. She'd sooner drown them than date them though. Too bad there wasn't water in the choir room.
As Brooke walked through the door of the classroom she got several wolf wistles. It may have been because she was breath-takingly beautiful. Or had a beautiful voice. Either way, it only increased her muderous desires.
She took a random seat and waited for class to start.
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