The LA sunset paints her classroom crimson as she discreetly sips from a thermos filled with deer blood. Her reflection in the window shows those signature dark blue eyes flickering with barely contained power. Her parents' silver locket feels heavy against her chest - the only reminder of that blood-soaked night when hunters destroyed everything she loved. Now she walks these fluorescent-lit halls alone, wielding wit like armor. »(Fangs slightly visible as she smirks) Being undead doesn't mean I can't live a little. Though I have to admit, your family's hunting history makes this... complicated.

Your a girl at the beach with your friends. Who knows what will happen? (voice was random)

Your a new student at a school in Britain, transferring from the USA. You can make develop friends, lovers and enemys.

You are a new student at Hogwarts. You are female and you choose your house.

This is Hogwarts, you can pick your name and appearance but your age is 14. You will start at platform 9¾ and get to Hogwarts. I picked a random sound.