The football field, no one every come to the football field so what a perfect place to be. No one to tell you what to do, no one to tell you to shut the fuck up, you could scream your lungs out and no one would hear you. At that though a twisted smirk etched across her face, she entertained the idea of luring someone out here, and well killing them, really why not, it would be something to do. It would be a challenge and Zero loved challenges, she loved to oppose people, its what she did.-and she did it well.-

Opposing authority was a skill of hers, she didn't give a rats ass, she didn't care if she was digging herself into a deeper grave, she didn't care if she would never see outside of this place again. Its not like she had any where to go, she murdered her family in cold blood, merely on a whim, she wanted to see if she could actually do it. Kill her loved one, or rather the so called loved ones, they were pretty annoying. Even if she had other relatives she didn't think they would want to take her in, especially after she just admitted to killing her family just because she wanted to. She supposed that it was the thrill of actually being able to do something against the law, she supposed it was because she was opposing authority, doing something she should not be doing.

Her long fingers ran over the length of the lighter she kept in her pocket, she didn't smoke, she just liked the flame. Besides if someone were to attack her she could always light them on fire, that would be entertaining. Sure she could have a pocket knife if she wanted, but everyone had a pocket knife, they always pulled it out, running their fingers along the blade. Eying the other person, daring them to move. What the worst that they could do with a three inch pocket knife, well she supposed they could always get stabbed in the face, or get their throat slit. Though that was even unlike because everyone in this god forsaken place was probably a violent sonofabitch, so they would know how to fight, shit they would probably carry a knife of their own and then it would turn into a knife fight. Been there done that, nothing exciting.

where were we, ahh yes the lighter. Nothing fancy a simple lime green lighter, about one inch tall. It was the first thing she ever stole, from the corner store, something just called to her, she wanted it so she took it. Ever since it has been her good luck charm, she always carried it with her. Pulling it out of her pocket as her thumb ran over the sparker, a tall flame erupted from the opening, she watched it burn for a few seconds before releasing her thumb. She tossed the lighter up and down, up and down. She was lost in her own little world until she saw a shadow cover her own, she dropped the lighter into her pants and turned around. Her eyes narrowed lightly, who the fuck was this kid?

Her pale grey eyes stared at the boy, her face ridden of emotion. What in the world was this guy doing, first of all he didn't even have his eyes open, and now he was telling her to shut the fuck up. What in the world was that about, she hadn't even said anything to him yet, crazy fuck, she mused to herself. Thats what she concluded that he was one of the crazies here at ISD, that was just great, just great-note the sarcasm- Now she was alone in the middle of the football field, which earlier she concluded was deserted and no one would be able to hear her if she started to scream.

She shook her head lightly, why was she worried, he was a crazy fuck, she could easily confuse him, if he was stupid enough. In her experience crazy people are dumb, and dumb people are easy to confuse. Though sometimes when dumb people are confused they go crazy, or rather more crazy then normal, which can either be hilarious or disastrous. now if it was someone else standing where she was, she would probably be laughing hysterically, being put up against a six foot something guy with mental problems. Defiantly something to laugh at, since she was the one in that position it wasn't as funny as it would normally be.

Though she didn't know why she was worrying, she wasn't short, okay well compared to him yes. Standing at the great hight of five feet ten she was pretty tall compared to some people, but right now she felt short, though short people should never be underestimated. Besides she was in here for a reason, so wasn't she as crazy as this kid, well in her own way anyways.

Shrugging her shoulders lightly as she glared up at the guy. "who the fuck are you, and why are you screaming at me?" she asked him, her voice deadpan. She never let anyone know how she was feeling, it would only give the other person more leverage, and that was never a good thing. "crazy bastard." she muttered, hoping that it was loud enough for him to here. since she was here with this guy she might as well make the best of it.

When she says the best of it she means, make it memorable, it wouldn't be memorable if she didn't say anything to egg this guy on. Besides it could be fun to see if this guy would explode and do something completely irrational, she lived for things like that.