<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/Glare-Heise-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Lexeo<br/>16<br/>Son of Aphrodite<br/>Son of Loki<br/>Demi Norse God and Demi Greek God<br/><br/>Loxeo was NOT happy. Not in the slightest. He was taking after his dad in everything except his extraordinary beauty. With his father's prankster, trickstering, mishief making ways. Just not AS bad as his father. Still fairly bad. He was not in his grandfather Odin's bad book....too much. He however, was very rebellious. Very naughty to say the least. Yet despite protesting here he was in Greece. In a prestigeous school for the wealthy. Well he sure as hell was not wearing a damn uniform. He walked into the school with black leather jeans, black leather jacket and black leather sleeveless tank top. His extreme sexiness drew attention his way. Aura and energy just screamed bad boy. He was soon pranking people who just seemed to laugh and take it in stride...most people. He walked into his dorm room and saw a woman whose demeanor screamed good girl or miss popularity. He was not sure how he liked that. Why did he have to dorm with a girl? Well not matter he wasn't going to change who he was for anybody. He went and plopped down in a chair. "Who are you?" He asked.