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[Lana Louise Evans]

Who would have thought this would be happening? With the pom poms and the skirts, not the mention the lame colors. Was this actually Lana standing here. With demon hunting and trying to keep up with actual school work, she didn't exactly think that she would go back to cheerleading. Not only are they bad memories but also it was so petty. But upon meeting a brand new cousin all the way from the future who also did cheerleading, it made Lana realize something. Cheerleading was timeless, and something that could definitely help her survive highschool and make life that little bit easier. That is what she though at the time anyways. What she didn't anticipate was that this cheer squad were definitely not Detroit Fairies. Try superficial medi-pedi freaks with extensions as long as a drive to Mexico. Looking at them with a bunch of girls and Nessa by her side, she watched the routine as the squad performed it. It was like any typical cheer try-out, involving a simple routine and then they test out your strengths. Lucky for this hot supernatural chicks, strength wasn't an issue. Lana was a fairy and Nessa was a clawed wolf-chick who could probably kick Lana's ass.

"Okay girls, my name is Nicole. Cheering isn't just about strength and how durable you are, it is about determination. A determination to show the other team up, to show everyone that the L.A.H.S Romans are the strongest team around. So let's start with a routine shall we". This stuck-up prude turned from them to join the squad as Lana stood their was a risen eyebrow. Seriously? This was the tude that the Romans had? But she had commitment, so she watched the routine, catching the counts at every move as she looked at the girls feet and arm movements. She had it, but just hoped everything would go okay. It wasn't like cheerleading would save the world, but it would save Lana's sanity for one. It was getting a bit too much fighting demons, doing a photography apprenticeship and focusing on school. But she needed that cheerful balance that she hoped the Romans would be able to provide.

"Okay Nessa, remind me why were are doing this again?". She groaned as she then counted in in her head, and stepped back. The routine was easy, she just hoped that Nessa didn't mess it up. She was a freshmen and Lana a sophmore, and she hope everything just went okay. It would piss her off if one of them got in and the other did. Evans girl's have to stay together. Soon, Lana found herself counting with the rest of the girls in the area. "1 and 2 and 3 and 4, 5, 6, 7, 8". over and over again until it was done. In about two minutes it was, but the fun wasn't over. As one of the cheerleaders played polite and escorted girls that messed up away, Lana looked up at the captain. At least they made the first round, but Lana knew what was next. "Now if you girl's can do a spinning back tuck follow hand-spring, then I am sorry, but you don't make the cut". It was funny how easy that sounded. But Lana almost wanted to throw the flip just so she didn't have to go through this. But the cheerleader inside her couldn't.

[vanessa]

She had wanted to make a connection with her family using something she knew. Cheerleading was it. Of course the irony was she was doing it with someone she saw as much older than herself but hey you couldn't always choose when things happened. She kept from rolling her eyes at the head cheerleader. She glanced at Lana and raised an eyebrow as if to say "Is this chick for real?" She could do this stuff when she was five. Her dad had been training her in gymnastics as soon as she could walk. She was so bored with this already but she knew some girls were slow to get stuff so she made it look like she was paying attention.

Well she was; to the clothes people wore here, and the cute but old styles. She felt like she was wearing her mom's clothes and she just wanted to change into something less...old. Yeah she knew it was in style but like that was a lifetime ago where she came from. Still, she had chosen well for her cheer-leading debut. She could see some of the girls were jealous and that was even before she started grooving to the cheers. Booring!!! Granny cheers what happened to music that just rocked it hard? I mean heck the most old music she listened to was her uncle Eli's band and that's cause he was family.

"We are doing this for bonding time. Now smile and swish. Pretend like the hottest guy on the planet is watching you and work it like you own it." She was outspoken and large and in charge but she was waay more mature than these kids. Babies almost all of them. Then she got told what the big finish was.

She did the move and landed it perfect. Now it was on to cheers Wooo so hard...."Go, Fight, Win Romans!!! Yay! Romans!!" she shook her pom poms with vigor and smiled as if her dad was watching. You never knew with him. He might be.

"1, 2. 3, 4,5, 6, 7, 8" she moved to the music and kept in rythm with everyone else just fine.

[Lana Louise Evans]

She has to smirk at what Nessa said. What a nice way of thinking of it, and immediately thought of Gabriel. The instantly disappearing guy. She should have known that it would happen. It was a bit too good to happen. But she was so over it - right? She didn't miss him at all and not at all did he make life easier for her when it came to grieving and dealing with life. Now she was turning to something else, cheerleading! Nessa comforted her a bit with it, but then as they stood and waited patiently as other girls went to do their own flips. And what a painful show it was, thank god for gym mats. Some would actually flip then smash into the ground. Some would give up and run away, and others threatened to beat up the head cheerleader. It was Nessa's turn before her, and as Lana stood wearing a hoody, some sweat pants and of course her vans, she hoped to god that Ness wouldn't mess it up.

Don't worry, she didn't. She flipped perfectly, probably due to her wolfyness and burst out in cheer. Lana bit her lip at it. She wasn't sure if the captain would take that as impressive enthusiasm or a bit too much, but to her dismay, she let Nessa through with a smile and a gesture. Good for you girl, now it was time for Lana. She was a bit worried, and made her way to the mat. She looked down at the blue padding, and then up to the captain and then to Nessa. She could so do this. Well, hopefully. Taking a breath, she ran forwards. Getting enough momentum in under a second, Lana sprung upwards. She twisted her body, using her strength to spin in the air as she used her muscles to meld her body into a flip. She spun a whole 360 degrees and landed with a thud, but unbalanced. That is why it was common for the handspring afterwards which Lana fell into, her feet hitting the ground as she flipped over and straightened. She gasped, and felt a vibe of relief. She didn't have a big cheer, but a very happy smile. She gave her a similar gesture and she fell back into the routine. Oh thank god for that!

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It was a good half hour of training that past them by. In ways it went quick because she was used to it, those muscles kicking back into action for a year long inaction. A series of flips, stretches, runs and jumps. The whole harra! But as it rounded the end of practise, they all stood with bottles of water and towels as they looked at Nicole, Lana exhaustedly standing next to Nessa. She knew it was going to be something inspirational, but inspiration like cheer didn't really appeal to her that much anymore. Lana just watched as the captain clear her throat and started. "Very good girls. You should all think of yourselves proud. You did good tonight, and you shall wear your uniforms with pride. Practise is on Tuesday, so see you there". With that, Lana smiled and turned to Nessa as they moved towards the change rooms. "Ness, I knew we were a shoe in. I just hope this cheerleading thing isn't a huge mistake though. A diabolical shitty woopsie just waiting to pop. And they say Ev is dramatic". She smirked as she threw an arm over her cousins shoulder and they moved at the back of the line towards the changerooms.

[vanessa]

She watched the other cheerleaders go through their motions with a mixture of impressed, embarrassed and downright horror for a few that were so bad she wondered how they managed to dress themselves in the morning. She winced in sympathy a few times as the girls were put through their paces and flipped her hair as she saw a cute jock sit down at the bleachers to watch the new girls.

Another day in paradise as they say. She worked her muscles to keep them from growing lazy and she enjoyed it. It wasn't demon hunting but it was good in its own way. She glanced over at Lana as she landed her move and silently cheered for her. The squad had better watch out, the Evans family was in their ranks. Full of win and awesomeness. The weather was one thing that never changed even with coming from the future. It was still hot and the grass besides the sidewalks was already a dead yellow that clung to everything. Gotta love how plants reproduce. All that work in the hope that their genetics would be spread by contact.

"Well if it does get ugly at least we are prepared for it. I mean it beats being bored to death, right?" she asked as she looked at her cousin and put the pompoms away as she cleaned up and then grabbed her backpack from her locker. Come on lets see fi there are any good places to eat in the area. I'm starving from that workout." she lead the way and moved towards Lana's car. "It will be alright. You'll see." she said as she looked over at her and sighed. She was still worried, "Don't sweat it. Just enjoy yourself." she advised as she slid into the passenger seat and seemed to melt into it with relief.

[Lana Louise Evans]

As they made their way towards the car, Lana seemed to have learnt that wisdom can come in any form. A skimpy skirt and pom-poms, now even from girls in the future. Maybe when you go to smell the roses, ages blossoms weren't the only sweet ones around. Maybe you have to catch a wiff of the smallest bulbs, and take it as it is. She smiled across the car at Nessa as Lana got her keys out of her pocket and fitted it into the car lock. Nessa was cool, and emulated Xzavier in too many ways. It was kind of eery, but Lana smirked as she opened the car door and looked across the roof at her. "I know. But - I don't know if cheerleading makes me happy. Sure, jumping up and down and screaming like you care can be fun, but the last time a cheered it was after I was turned into a fairy and before seventy percent of the team was murdered. Cheerleading doesn't exactly bring me goo karma". She said, biting her lip and thinking for a sec before shrugging her shoulders and rolling her eyes. "I dunno".

Sitting in the car, she closed the door and slid the key into ignition. But - food. She could so go a deep dish pizza right now, with enough anchovies to feed Africa. Yum Yum! Looking to Nessa, she nodded at food but then realized that at home they had three guys there probably looking at a stove and thinking 'WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BUTTONS'! Maybe for Palmer's case it would probably be like why isn't there a futuristic robot doing this for me but anyway. She had might as well call. Looking through her bag for her phone, she drowsedly slurred to Nessa in a fun fake Russian accent. "But first - we shall call zee lazy gutses of zah Evans household". Her smile slowly faded until she realized - her phone was gone. Quickly feeling her pockets, her bra and any other place she sighed. "For shit's sake, I left me phone inside. I'll be like five second". She sighed and exited the car before walking back to the change rooms. It seemed like cheerleading never wanted her to leave since Lana welcomed it back with open arms.

At least no one was here now. It seemed the rest of the squad must have been as eager to leave as she was. Walking into the changeroom, she looked past the lockers and the strong scent of several purfumes before she saw it in the back. Thank the god above! Smiling, she moved towards the phone in a kind of powerwalking jog to get to it. It was like losing your soul. Losing your phone for a teenage girl can be a very traumatic experience. How else can you go to school and read facebook all at the same time, or call up friends on the other side of the school to figure out what class you have next. Especially an Iphone. BAM!!! PONG!!!!

That definitely was not expected what so ever. Did it really just happen? Lana fell to the floor against a row of lockers as she groaned in pain, and looked up at them. She had just been kicked, side on, by that! It mad dematrons look like fluffy barn animals. Tenticles came from its scaley skin, but luckily it wasn't to tall. But it was definitely suss, and Lana couldn't believe it was just cheerleading practise and everything was going to hell. The demon snarled at her as she scrambled her feet to her to push herself up, staring at the demon. "Preying on cheerleaders. Classy! I'll give you that". She said sarcastically but with a serious tone as she then swung a punch at the demon. It hit it across the face as the demon's face swung to the side. Lana swung a backhand back and punch it in the face, stunning it as it staggered backwards slightly.

As far as demons go, this one looked scary but was easy as pie. Her fists were up as she watched it, looking for blows. Something at least. The demon spun, swinging a round house kick at Lana's face. It clubbed her across the face as her head swung to the side, but she was stronger then that. But the demon followed through, sending another spinning kick at Lana but rising a strong hand, she blocked it. Shooting up tall, she upper cutted the demon up the face. It staggered, but she followed through with a trick-double-kick to its jawline. It might have snapped, she didn't know, but all she knew is that she landed and the demon hit the lockers. Things were definitely looking good for Lana right now, and this cheerleader definitely wasn't going to let some demon ruin her possibly good day. Glistening, the fairy appeared behind him and gripped onto its slimy and grotesque head, slamming it into the lockers. It seemed to have pissed its off because before she knew it, the demon punched her across the face and she fell to the side and landed on the changing-room bench. Quite a punch it had, but seriously, she was a fairy.

She rolled and swung, kicking the demon in the side of the knee. It bent inwards and it fell to its knees, and she had the advantage. Rising off of the bench, she gripped onto the demon's head and kneed it far up the face. It dazedly looked up as she hurt it but it wasn't giving up. Lana felt a hard punch to her stomach, gasping as it then shoved her backwards and once again, the bench intervened. Tripping over it, she fell backfirst onto the edge of the bench, grunting in pain as she rolled onto the floor. Her hair wiped up and her face bared a pain expression as she got up and so did it. But she wanted it dead more then anything. Jumping over the bench, she charged towards it and sent a hard side kick into its chest, pushing the demon hard into the lockers once again. The lockers dented but Lana wasn't finished. She finalized the demons shitty demise with a hard snap kick to its face, throwing it back one more time as it collapsed to the ground. Breathing hard, she knew it wasn't finished. It never was. Stomping down on the bench, she broke a blank of jagged wood off of it quickly before the demon recovered, even if it did. She might be a fairy, but wings and enchantments was the last thing she was about. Glistening and kicking ass, yeah, that's more like it.

"And - I'll give you this". Stabbing straight towards its face, the demon was pinned against the lockers by a sharp piece of wood that punctured straight through its head. Lifelessly it hung there, before deteriorating into a smokey blackness. Pretty, but that was definitely a dirty death. She kind of couldn't believe she did it. Feeling on edge but relieved, Lana decided to get a reward out of this whole thing. Her hair kind of in place, not apparent bruising occurring luckily, she moved towards the back of the change-rooms, and grabbed her phone before ripping the piece of green-blood stained wood out of the metal.

[vanessa]

She was lousy at staying put; It was just a fact of life about what she was. There were too many smells, sights and sounds to just sit there quietly and let life pass her by. She waited and then made her way into the locker room, Seeing the demon bits on the floor and dead demon on the floor, "We should probably get this cleaned out before folks see and then start trying to figure out what is going on here." she sighed and dug in her pocket to dial Everette, waiting for her uncle to pick up and give her advice on how to deal with demonic bodies.

"You look cool, Lana. I think you're pretty kick ass I mean you did all this just by yourself. You totes don't need me at all." she shrugged and tried to give her something to be happy about amidst all the demon blood, "Lets get this cleaned up and investigate. It will be a cool experience as we try and see who summoned these creatures here and what they want. If nothing else it will make sure the school is safe for the students. She waited for Ev to pick up and focused on any clues that may have been left behind.

[Lana Louise Evans]

When Nessa dialled Ev's number, Lana was kind of surprised at herself that she kind of lunged at the phone. It was kind of reflex, mostly because she didn't want some kind of lecture about possibly exposing herself but also because in a way Nessa, Palmer and Lana were kind of the next generation of hunters. They were teens, and they had to have some kind of independence with this thing. Demons come and go, sometimes they leave with some mess but they were in a locker room. They could do this shit, and maybe patrol the school grounds and find out if there are anymore unholy beast trolling around LA High like it is there town. But it's not, it is there's. They are two super powered cheerleaders; what could be scarier right? So she shot at Nessa and grabbed her phone to cancel the call. Looking up at Nessa, she had some kind of newfound confidence boost. It was kind of impressive really.

No, no Ness we can totes do this. We are hunter too, more awesome ones but that's not the point. We can fix this, and work this out all by ourselves hunny. So, let's do it. Get pumped biatch!". She smirked excitedly and ran past Nessa. In mid run, Lana disappeared in a pink glisten, appearing in the cleaning closet in the school building. Okay, they needed a mop, a bucket and some disinfectant. It would be all cool! With them in her hands, Lana glistened back to the lockers and stood looking like fucking Saddy the Cleaning Lady. Smirking, she put everything down and then looked back up to Nessa. "Okay, beam me up Scotty". THUD! What the hell!? Was that a - a bottle? Lana fell forwards as the scattering of glass transpired, and she felt herself falling to the ground. As she landed, Lana kind of craned her body over to roll onto her back. Looking up, she saw them. She saw a blur of blue and white, and kind of a face. As she was about to pass out, she saw them. They were football jocks. But as a fireball of pyrokinetics appeared in one of their hands, she understood. Demons weren't random, they were summoned. That is why the demon disipated. The jocks were using demons to get their powers. It was Detroit Fairies all over again, and that was her last thought as she fell unconscious. It was now up to Nessa, who was strong but one up against seven super powered jocks, it seemed that these two chicks may get captured really quickly..

[vanessa]

Looking at her in vexation, Nessa let Lana take the phone, "Lana you know Uncle Ev is gonna pin our hides to the wall..." she sighed and looked at Lana before crossing her eyes and laughing, "If we get out butts handed to us I am so telling them you made me do it." She shook her head and her brown hair swayed slightly as she looked into the distance.

She watched as Lana glistened away and got out the cleaning supplies to take care of the demonic mess, Before she had time to even say anything Lana was smacked upside the head with a glass bottle and knocked unconcious. Worse yet, there was the cell phone under her. Things just got real but Nessa was no slouch.

She ran straight for the jocks and jumped up, landing a kick to one's face that sent him realing "Give me an L!" she called out, another punch and rake with her claws and she had one guy dodging back, "Give me an O!" she sprang and leaped again on top of him, a swift punch to the face had him out for the count. "Give me an S!"

She began running out into the field and dodging what they threw as best she could, hand springing ahead as she looked back and dodged a fireball that singed her hair the tinest bit, "Give me an E!" she back flipped and struck one in the kidney, staggering him. She had to remember they were human and not demons. Turning, her hair flaired out like a chestnut fan as she slashed at another guy and he literally crashed into his cohort putting out some pyrotecticnic light show in the process. "Give me an R! What does that spell? LOSER!!" she cut loose and went for their weak points, the spots where their gear didn't cover. The thighs and the arms. One guy tried to grapple her and she struck his crotch.

He smirked cause he was wearing a cup but he didn't realize that gave her more leverage to flip him over, "What's a matter 'fraid a little girl is gonna beat you?" she taunted as she tried to get them away from Lana, "Come on guys we all know that your equpment is padded cause you're too afraid to fight without it." Get them mad keep them moving she could keep them chasing her. She leaped and caught the upright, swinging onto it and up she jeered down "Are you ready for some football?" as she watched them mill around before she tackled on guy outright knocking him unconcious.

[Lana Louise Evans]

Her eyes snapped open. Did that just happen? A dude in a vasity jacket just clubbed her over the head with a bottle. She couldn't move, she was almost paralysed. Except for her body. It was shaking as if it was batterized. She didn't know it, but she had brain damage and was fitting vigourously. She was starting to foam at the mout as Nessa battled outside, but Lana was a lost cause. She was dying, and on some level even though her mind was spun, she knew it. A puddle of blood covered the floor as Lana laid in it, fitting. There was nothing anyone could do. Her mind was blanking with every pint of blood coming from her cracked skull. Her teeth chattered, her limbs shook and Lana was going. Though their was so much more she wanted to do. She wanted to see her brothers again. She wanted to fight evil and make her parents proud from up above. She wanted to be everything she could be, and make up for her mistakes. But as blood and foam errupted from her mouth, she slowly died on the floor. She wished her brothers Bobby and Dayan safety. She wished that Palmer and Nessa would stop what they came here to stop. She wished that Gabriel would know she loved him. She wished that fairies weren't hunted anymore.....

Suddenly, a rising jock hung over her. A devilish grin crossed his face as he gripped onto Lana's shoulders. Picking her up, he swung her as she flew across the room. The teen smashed into the lockers, scrapping across them as she fell back onto the floor, close to the death. Blood stained on the lockers, and Lana laid in a shaking mess on the ground. But that is when things changed. A light buzzed from Lana. Pink and bright, it flickered uncontrollably as she fitted on the ground. The jock looked at her confused, as she started flickering more brightly. Then, she broke out in an amazing light that lit up the room. The jock covered his eyes, and something happened to Lana. The crack on her head glowed brighter, and light outlined the wound as it healed within a few seconds. It was deeper then exterior rooms. Power flooded through her mind and repaired everything, and Lana's eyes snapped open once again as the light dimmed. Did she just - heal herself?

She had no idea fairies could do this, but rising slowly from the ground she weilded a creeped out expression on her face. The taste of feral blood filled her mouth as she spat it out, but she felt find. Kind of dazed, like some minor fatique but she was, fine. Turning, she felt the dry blood on the back of her head. But then she looked at the jock, who looked at her oddly and with disgust. "What the hell are you?". Lana couldn't help but smirk as she looked at the blood on her hand, and then looked at him. "I have no idea". Then she broke out. Charging towards the jock, he took a step back as she did what she could. Stepping on the centre benches, she jumped in the air and spun and kicked the jock across the face. They smashed into a locker as she landed but he attacked. Pulling out a pocket knife, he slashed it at Lana. She moved fast, but he still got her.

It slashed across her arm, ripping her jacket as she gasped, but then looked at the wound. But this time, light shone from the wound and healed itself. What the friggin' hell? This was too good to be true right now! She smirked, and then landed a hard kick into his chest as he staggered backwards. Lana then moved forwards and spun and landed a backhand into his face, his head colliding with the metal compartments and gripped onto his face and smashed him over the bench, rendering him unconscious. She suddenly felt kind of indestructable. Too bad she was still feeling pain though, but then running she heard Vanessa fighting and decided to back her cousin up. So in mid run, she glistened and appeared between Nessa and the jocks, stopping them in their tracks stunned. "Hey assholes! Okay, this is how I see it. You know that we are different, and we know you guys are jackoffs stealing powers from demons. But how about this; you don't tell, we don't tell. But I hope you know what you are doing is lame and - you, that one with the blonde hair - your hot, you don't need demonic parlor tricks. K?". She smirked and to her dismay, they stepped forwards but then looked to each other, and turned to walk away. Lana stood strong as they walked away, and smirked to herself. A Evan's hunter with spontaneous regeneration? Who would have though? All she knew now was that their are a bunch of things about herself - technically her fairy side - that she didn't know about. But she was definitely eager to find out.

[vanessa]

Whipping her hair out of her eyes, Nessa managed to keep from kicking out at the jocks as Lana spoke by sheer force of will. It was kind of a crash to see them all scamper back home to their day to day lives, "Well that was definately anti climatic." she sighed and dug around in her skirt pocket for a hair tie to put her chestnut mane up and out of the way in a loose braid, "You seem kind of different. What happened in that locker room?" she asked as she regarded her older cousin and stretched out after that mini workout.

She began making her way back into the locker room and sighed at the mess, "Well lets get to the unglorious part of our job. Clean up." She grabbed a trashcan and broom and tried to sweep up the glass and then saw the huge blood puddle, "Lana? That isn't....you shouldn't be..." she looked up at her cousin wide eyed and her lower lip trembled as only a fourteen year old girl's can. She felt tears threatening to fall and was too late to stop them as she dropped the broom and clinched her fists so tight her nails cut into her palm, "We should call Uncle Ev. This is too much we can't be nearly dying in high school." she wanted to cry she felt so frustrated. She picked up her phone and found herself trying to clean off Lana's blood and....she dropped the phone and it shattered when she realized what was on it...

Brains...Lana's brains....the world began to spin and Xzavier's tough little princess did something that she would be mortified for later. She fainted dead away. The blood rushing to her feet as she fell back away from the blood and hopefully (though she wouldn't know it) into her cousin's arms.

[Lana Louise Evans]

She couldn't stop touching her hair. It was like little pieces of blood were covering her finger tips as she flicked them off, and felt kind of worried. What if it wasn't healed? What if she was concussed and this really wasn't happening. She was actually having her brain leak out on the floor. She could wish right - but luckily she was a live. But more questions then answers had risen. Why did she heal? Why wasn't she dead? Why was this only happening now? What were the limits of this? She felt like she was going to cry, but she didn't. It was just frustration, and looking to Nessa she didn't know if she should say anything or not. 'Hey Ness, Half my brain just leaked out onto the floor but don't worry my fairy powers saved me'. See, that made her sound nuts. She definitely had to be subtle about delivering the news, not just to Nessa but to the Brother's aswell. Trust Lana to discover the funky little power thing.

When Nessa asked her question, Lana went to speak. "Yeah, about that? I - um - Nessa!". She groaned as Nessa was walking back towards the locker room. That room definitely looked like a crime scene right now. They had to clean it up, even if it was purely disgusting. But if the room looks as bad as her then they were in for a massive cleaning. But when Nessa saw the blood puddle, Lana knew she was looking at it. She put a hand to her mouth and looked away, wishing that she could have gotten the chance to clean that up before the teen had to see it. Nessa looked to her with a shaking lip, and Lana immediately went into worry mode. "Hunny, it's okay. I'm fine". She tried to tell her, but Nessa was definitely shaken. Lana grabbed the mop and went to wipe up the blood when Nessa grabbed her phone, and found the small remains of brain tissue on the phone. That set her off, and the teen fainted. Holy sh -

Lana dropped the mop and got to Vanessa before it landed. She caught the girl and immediately glistened. Appearing home, Lana held her in the living room. Xzavier was out searching a zombie case while Axel and Ev were off doing whatever. No one was home, except maybe Palmer but she had to be gone before he realized. She still had cleaning to do, and the 14 year old that Lana was laying on the couch had definitely had enough for today. So Lana put her down and glistened back to the lockers, grabbing for the mop and got started. The room reminded her of a horror movie as she mopped up the blood and thought of what to say when she got home. If she even wanted to go home after what had happened. Though finding a piece of glass on the floor, she picked it up. Without thinking, she slashed herself across the wrist with the edge. Blood poured from the wound, but only for a second. The pink fairy light emulated from the wound as it closed up completely, and all that was left was a red river staining on her skin. Strange, but kinda cool too. Who would have thought this Evans would end up being the freakiest out of the bunch.