Silver Lake Reform School.

He rolled his eyes at her laying back down once more tapping his foot against the ground.

Léonie headed back into the building quietly and towards her room.

Colt stayed right where he was until he was eventually grabbed by the arm and pulled to his feet being pushed inside having obviously not listened when the guards told them all to go inside.

((( What now? Haha ))

((Uh skip? Lol))

(( When to? We need to think of drama but my girls human so it's pretty limited on what I can wing. It'd have to be on your characters side ))

((Uh later that day or a few days later, whichever. Yeah I'm trying to think something up...any ideas?))

(( Nope, don't have anything. ))

((Hmm... all I can really think of is one of them either get hurt somehow like due to someone else there or a guard and find the other just after it happens...or stops the other pulling them away or something. Or they have a party or sneak to see each other and get caught :/ Dunno what else yet so it's still so early in the rp lol))

Later that night
There would of been loud music from one of the rooms in the girls section of the school. The old wooden door remaining open due to a cheap bottle of alcohol wedged into the doorway; the nearby cameras having bin bags over them to drop the view. Inside the room, amognst the party-goers Addison lay on her bed, eyes closed after downing a shot of something she didn't know the name of but was obviously too strong for her.

Tyler was lingering outside the room, leant back against the wall; smoking.

Leonie was tossing and turning in her own bed; being in the room next door and due to thee noise not being able to sleep.

"Have the fire alarms been disabled along with the cameras?" Órla hummed as she walked by him, glancing at the smoke. "The real party is in there you know, not out here."

"How am I suppose to know?" Tyler snorted softly in response to that, "It's not my party. The real fun is where? Inside that room? Too crowded, I like space when I smoke."

"How're you feeling after your ass kicking?"

"Ass kicking? Na, I totally won that little scrap - that was over your honour anyway, little lady. Like your knight in shining armour me, battling off the evil demons of the night."

"You really must've taken a blow to the head if you think I'm a lady."

"Every woman is a lady," He replied with a quiet laugh, offering her a cigarette.

"If I were a lady I wouldn't be in here sweetheart." Órla pointed out as she took it, reaching her hand out for a lighter.

He passed the lighter to her quietly, repeating; "Every woman is a lady; your obviously just a feisty one, that's all."

"Feisty? Really? That's the word?"

"You haven't seemed anything other than that so far, perhaps a Satanist since you seemed to defend Lucifer so much earlier." Tyler replied with a quiet laugh. "What was it you said you were in here for?"

(( I'll throw something random on TVD ))

"I was at a house party. It got raided for underage drinking, noise complaints etcetera. One of the officers tried to grab me to take me back to my foster home. So I socked him."

"Fair enough, more intense then mine. I just stole a few cans of food." He replied with a quiet laugh, "Multiple times, they got really annoyed eventually."

"For fun? Or because you were hungry?"

"Hunger,"

"That's kinda sad... At least you have an okay couple of meals here every day mm?"