Some times I thnk im better of d e a d ((open))

[Raven Akree]

Damien sat at a wood chair. His back to the entrance to the library. He had a thick book set out on the table in front of him. He was leaning back in the chair. His ice blue eyes staring up at the celing. The book sat open to a page titled 'controling others the real way' None of this reserch was helping his little 'power' at all. Physical manipulation was a tough thing to get a hold of. The only reson he was still sitting here was because there were people out side. Damien would rather sit in here and read than go out side and deal with people.
Shoving away from his table Damien walked across the large shelced room to the fictional shelves. The old librarian smiled at him. Picking up his favorite book ever, Damien walked back to his table. Pulling out his ipod nano he leaned back in his chair, listening to his music and starting chapter one of The Sight by david-clemet davis.

Now Im in over my head
for something I said
Completely misread
Im better off dead

And now I can see
I think it could be
This hypocrisy is beginning to get to..
This came all before
Those who suffer more
Im too awake for this to be a nightmare

Whats with my disgrace
I lost the human race
No one left for this to blow up in you face

Who said it was so easy to put back all of these pieces
- sum 41, Over my head

[Annah]

Chapter 1
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters.

"My dear Mr. Bennet,'' said his lady to him one day, "Have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?''

A noise slowly drifter through rows of books, fading in and out till it reached the farthest corner of the library. A large and beat up arm chair was pushed into the corner. There was a small table next to it that looked out of place in the library. It was a dark oak color with ingravings across its surface. In the red covered chair sat a blonde girl. She sat silent, ingulfed by the words on the page. A stack of books sat in her lap. It was then that the noise, slow as it was, reached her ears and pulled her from her trance. How easy she could make the sound of the ipod dissapear, but there was always the chance it wouldnt survive her minds touch. And Meg was feeling generous today.

Closing the book she tucked it under her arm and picked up her camera. When you are on the yearbook staff you always should carry it with you. Weaving around the bookcases she finally made it to a table. A boy close to her age sat their. He had his ipod plugged in and he seemed oblivious to her. She stared at him for a moment before recognizing the song. She smiled to herself. But remained silent other wise.

[Raven Akree]

Damien sighed as he stared at the book. He just couldn't get into the story. he went up to Pala's snap at Hutser before he sighed and shut the book. He dropped the chair back down on all fours. looking around himself once, he noticed a blonde girl standing silently in the book shelves. He stared at her for half a moment before he turned back to what he was doing.
Pulling out his ear phones Damien gave up on shielding his thoughts. He glanced at the girl. Was that a camrea in her hand? Damien blinked. Well if it was a camera Damien would leave now. He didn't want to show up in any kind of image. Shoving away from his table, Damien set his iPod down. yawning hugely Damien covered his mouth. He turned and grinned at the girl. "Hello" he murmured befor flicking his fingers his iPod lifted of the table. Damien snatched it ou of the air. "Crap!" he hissed. "I didn't mean to do that!" he growled selfconciously in a low voice.

[Annah]

Meg tried not to laugh but a small giggle managed to slip. "Manipulation isnt that hard. For me I just have to see what I want to happen and then it does. Maybe its different for you. See.." Her voice trailed off as she stared up at the lights above them. They flickered for an instant before shutting off completely. The whole lirary was pitch black for just a breif second. When the lights had turned on and were normal again Meg looked at the boy. "Hmm.. Maybe its not manipulation that you did. I mean, im not an expert on it. Im sorry. I didnt mean to intrude. I guess I will just leave." Meg paused for only a moment before she turned and made her way back to the corner where her chair was.